Life moves fast...

Today I woke up feeling weird. Ever have those days? You can't pin point what it is, you just know you don't feel quite like yourself. I imagine it's just all the little things adding up again. For one, Jeff and I are looking in to trading in the car for a truck. I hope the one we're going after works out. It's a very practical and affordable choice if the salesman will continue to be cool about everything. He seems to be the only one who has given us the opportunity to talk about seriously buying. Given that any vehicle we've found worth pursuing is in another state, the salespeople dislike that they can't see our trade-in and pretty much shut the door. Anyway, whatever will be will be. At the least, we have to drive to another state for the nearest Volvo dealership to get said trade-in fixed. A relatively minor repair (covered under warranty thankfully) but it has to be completed at the dealership. As I'm looking on the bright side I realize it's ...

Wow. Really? I'm unfortunately having a heck of a time lately. This morning I woke up to dreary, rainy weather. My day is quickly following suit. In addition to needing to fix the car which requires service at the dealer for coverage under warranty and the nearest one being 7ish hours away which, of course, is closed for the holiday weekend. (yes, that is one sentence) I checked my e-mail and had one from my soon-to-be anatomy professor informing me that my lab will be from 9-12 on Wednesdays instead of 1-4. I had already been contacted earlier in he week about which schedule would better suit my preference and I chose the lab later in the day. Apparently offering the choice was like giving a gift Indian-style. My next email was from a job opportunity I had been contacted about (mentioned in an earlier blog). I had simply wanted to keep in touch and re-express my interest considering I hadn't heard anything for some time. The r...

I continue to notice that a lot of "IFs" come up. Jeff and I will have conversations about his job that consist of "If this happens, then that could happen", or "If I do this, we could move here", and "depending on this, this or that could happen". Get the picture? ;) I'm constantly reminding myself not to be a "what if?" thinker. That can be dangerous and I'm not a fan of the anxiety that comes with it.  However, some of the "what ifs?" are an inevitable reality of the future. The reality for us is: we are stationed at a "highly deployable" (bomber) base. This base takes turns with Dyess AFB in Texas at deploying in 6 1/2 month intervals. Jeff has to complete his CDCs before he can deploy-which means he may or may not deploy as early as January 2013. Yeah, inevitable realities do kind of suck don't they? Yet, they are unsurprising... So, "if" he were to get deployed within the next y...

I am an Air Force wife. Wow. Sometimes that fact is still surreal for me. It's been over a year since Jeff and I made the decision together for him to enter military life. And now here we are living it! Of course, "here" wound up being in South Dakota, lol! And we're quite enjoying the change of scenery. It really is like a new beginning to an extent. (Don't worry you Florida friends and family-we still love you.) It has come with it's fair share of trials and stressors. I can only assume that is normal no matter where we move to. Upon arriving to our first base, it was my intention to be involved in whatever I may consider a good influence. So, my first effort at putting words into actions was to meet our neighbor. It's sort of funny what motivated me to go over and say hi. We had let Honey out in the back yard and their dog sparked a quick interest in possibly making a new canine friend. So much so that he proceeded to dig under the fence into the nex...