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Monday, January 24, 2011

An appointment for an appointment.......**

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TANK GIRLZ weather deposition: The birds are chirping, helicopters are flying, sky is blue and the sun is bright! I have a feeling today is going to be a good good day.




I went for a run with Karmella today around the neighborhood.  As hard as it is to motivate, I feel so much better when I work out. 


I cannot believe I am about to say this, but I am feeling a little sad about leaving Alabama.  Its been nice being able to run outside year round, not have to shovel off or out your vehicle, wear flip flops to and from the gym, and of course I am going to miss some of the most wonderful people I have ever met.




I finished packing today.  The last items to be packed were the toiletries and medications.  I think I might be a hypochondriac.  I have so many vitamins and supplements I take on a daily basis I am like a walking pharmacy.






Also, if I need this much crap to look good, I need to quit while I am ahead and just embrace the ugliness. 





LEGS and I went to PetSmart to get Karmella a travel carrier for the ride to NEVER NEVER LAND.  We actually brought her with us today so that we could find the best carrier to put her in size wise.  I felt like a horrible pet owner as we stood in the aisle of the store and proceeded to forcibly cram our dog into a mesh cage.



Then we made her ride home in it.  She actually did so much better than I expected due to my previous experience on the airplane with her. (see Blog 'Farwell' in December of 2010) Once we jammed her in the carrier in the TANK, LEGS said 'DON'T LOOK AT HER!!!' LMAO! 

So........the logistical nightmare continues.  LEGS went to Bravo Company today to let them know he is still at Fort Rucker and why he is still here.  He spoke to a really nice lady that told him to come back on Friday to make a plan based on the status of my passport.  

Then he went to the Travel Office.  (As said before all the ladies at the Travel Office love me but they hate LEGS) He asked about the status of my passport, which was of course not here yet, and there is no guarantee it will be here on February 1st as previously indicated.  Then the lady said that in order to book tickets we have to make an appointment when the passport arrives which could be two weeks out.  

In my mind: I am telling myself to be calm, but I am irritated that you have to have an appointment to make an appointment.  I have also racked my brain about how we could have done all these things a little faster and a little sooner.  Every time I do this I come up empty handed due to the fact that all of our actions have been reliant on everybody else and everybody else has been operating on the later date stated in the original orders. (heavy sigh....)

I just keep praying, hoping and wishing that they will let LEGS stay here so we can travel together.   Today was not as bright as I had hoped it would be this morning.

I am relieved and excited that the movers are coming tomorrow.  I cannot bear the sight of my material possessions any longer.


Random Thoughts:

I really don't care about football. 

Have you ever had somebody that you know, but not very well hug you repeatedly? Its like they hug you and you hug them the first time, then they keep going in for hugs and its like dude we already hugged three times in the last half hour!

I feel really bad for saying this but some people have really ugly babies.  

Have you ever heard someone say, 'Hold on before we do a shot I need to eat my spam?' I have.   

I wonder what those TSA guys think of people when they go through your luggage, or what people at the grocery store think of you based on the items you buy?

1 comment:

  1. You better not be talkin bout my babies. :-)

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