Reality Bites.....**

Dear Blog:

I have been at a loss for words lately, which is very unusual......and nothing even remotely funny has been happening around me either......kinda takes away my reason to blog......however, I suspect this is what happens when 'real life' slaps you upside the head........I have no idea if any of you beautiful people give two cents about what I have accomplished, attempted to accomplish, witnessed, or experienced these last few days but either way I appreciate your charity and hope that for a few brief minutes my misery will help you forget about yours....ha ha.....

I have decided that I don't like the cold.  Who would have thought that this Alaska girl for life, would decide she hates the cold.  I don't think that its the cold per se, I think that its the bitter, spirit breaking, windy, cutting, to the bone humid Alabama cold.......I have been wearing my primaloft mountain hard wear jacket which was very useful against the weather in AK, but it has been useless down here against the humid, wet, misery down here..... .*(

Yesterday morning I went to yoga, I am very happy to announce that I am making progress and I am no longer the loser in class.......YAY! .*D

Then I went for a run on the treadmill because I cannot fathom running outside in the cold.  I am happy to announce that I am not a loser at running either.  I was the last one off in competition against the two Army dudes next to me......WHOOP WHOOP! .*)

Then I did the plyometrics for P90x- the good news is I can almost do everything that is required in this workout routine, the bad news is my knees hate me...... : /

I took a shower......I have started a new shower routine.  I close the bathroom door, and let the scalding hot water run for a few minutes, then I sneak in and take a very long, very hot shower, so its like a steam room when I get out.....I do this because I am cold, I have felt slightly guilty about the amount of energy/pollution I am causing by doing this....but its my world and everybody else just lives in it.....

I had to go to the Doctor.....AGAIN...... LEGS came with.....I wonder how much it bothers him to have such a challenging wife in the health department.....poor guy......  The good news is I am semi-healthy, the bad news is the Zombie disease COULD hold me back from NEVER NEVER LAND. We went to visit the Exceptional Family Member Program dude who is the one that says yes you can go or no you can't- but he wasn't there.  Go Figure........I could tell at this point that LEGS started to get irritated......so I think I started to over compensate, by being extra cheery and happy........Do not pass Go and Do not Collect 200 dollars...... : /

We went to the Travel Office.  Before we even got up to the counter this poor Soldier was getting the run-around, you are getting totally screwed lecture by one of the ladies that work there.  I felt bad for him because he didn't have a ride to the airport which is 4 hours away, and its like the travel office wouldn't help him......it was like witnessing people letting a small child drown.......So much for what we need.... : /

This is the part where I need to get a no-fee, Government Passport to go to NEVER NEVER LAND.....They told me my birth certificate may or may not be legit, that they have to send my passport with the paperwork (which I don't feel comfortable letting the ARMY handle my documents), and I almost didn't get an appointment because of the holiday schedule.  I was lucky, and I am baking something for the lady that squeezed me in.......its the land of milk and honey.......

By this time my husband was now the Anti-Christ incarnate......he yelled at me and told me that everything I have been doing isn't helping us get to NEVER NEVER LAND, and that all the other guys had their paperwork in...but we don't......I told him it wasn't my fault, which it wasn't partly my fault, and that I can't help if I have a special illness that holds everything up, and I also pointed out that I am always on top of everything, I moved all the way from AK without any of his help.........

He tried like hell to apologize, but by this point I just wanted to be mad...... : 0

Later on he apologized, and I cried and made him feel worse.......and we made up........He told me he hates the Travel Office, that when he tried to get me moved down here they gave him a bunch of grief, so it put him in a bad mood.  : /

My Pops was 86ed for life from the DMV, because he told them "You people are putrid," along with a total meltdown......LEGS said he understands how my Pops can hate the Government Bureaucracy so much BECAUSE of the Travel Office. 

I had a similar experience once with UAA Parking.  I had gotten a new vehicle only several weeks into the semester.  My parking sticker had been on the old car, so they said I needed to bring it in.  I tried to get it off, but because of the extreme hot/cold back and forth abuse the sticker turned into dust when I tried to razor blade it off.  I went to UAA Parking and told them what happened, and they told me I would have to spend money to get a brand new sticker.  I was a poor college student, so I got really hysterical and told them how stupid they were.  They didn't care........so I brought them the $100 or more in rolled pennies.......(side note: it was really heavy).......and even though they still took my money, I did feel like I had won a small victory........

Reality Bites.........

Just another day in the life of an unlikely military wife........**