I know it's a wordy one, but bear with me!
Lately I've been a little stressed out. I think on top of the obvious there are a few additional things that subconsciously have been keeping me up at night and making me feel just a little more anxious than usual.
The obvious is that our lease is going to be up in the next couple months and S and I are looking to move to a slightly bigger place that is a little more convenient to his work from where we are now. Right now, I only have about a 15 min. commute and his is more like 45-60 min so a move is in the works. I'm feeling very pariticular about what area we move to because I know this will be our last year here and I want us to be happy with where we live (unlike this last year) and I want us to be able to take advantage of and enjoy every last minute.
On top of that, S told me about a week ago that we will be transferring next April. Now, for some reason, I had been thinking all this time that we were transferring next July. Not a huge difference, I know, but it just made it that much more real; that pretty much this time next year, we will have orders to a new place and we'll be back at house hunting again and as of right now, we have no idea where that new house will be.
Another event that really put things in perspective for me was the fact that one of S's closest work friends is transferring and will be leaving this weekend. We will be attending a going away party for him on Friday and I already feel the waterworks coming on. J is like a brother to S and I have also gotten to know him really well, too. J had first gotten orders to San Diego, which I was kind of excited about because I was hoping that S would want to try and follow him there. But, after a turn of events, J got revised orders yesterday stating that he is to report to HAWAII on March 11. Talk about last minute changes! Another one of S's very close friends also just left for Norfolk for training and shortly after that he will be deploying for several months.
Don't get me wrong, I completely knew what I was getting myself into when I met S. I knew that this would all happen and I'm not complaining. It's just that when I first met S, he was at the very, very beginning of his shore duty here in Charleston with no moving in sight. We have been very blessed in that we have had a very normal relationship the past 2+ years. No training, no underways, no deployments and S is home for dinner every night (except on an occasional duty day).
Part of me is super excited to find out where the next year takes us. There are many possibilities and we are looking forward to possible promotions (S took the Chief exam last month), new orders, and hopefully the sound of wedding bells! I am very excited to move to a new place and am very anxious to find out where that new place will be. Until then, I guess I just have to hang in there, continue my daily routine per usual, and pray that God will guide us no matter which direction the Navy takes us.
The main purpose of me starting this blog was to kind of try and learn a little more about military [wife] life and see if it would be something for me. In the long run, I knew that it would likely provide advice and support. Sorry for the serious, wordy post today, but that's what been weighing on my mind lately.
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