Packing up
Six weeks. I will see J in six weeks!
Barring any changes made by the military, I will be leaving Fort Polk on 24 August and be heading back to Michigan for a couple of weeks before hopping on the plane and flying to Korea. I've been running around this week making appointments and filling out form after form. I've already hit several snags, but I've been able to fix them or work around them. Hopefully, most of the hard part is out of the way. Getting the paperwork and appointments is the worst.
Now I am making a schedule of all that I have to accomplish to get out of my little house. Today is the 28th, and my household goods are being picked up on the 22nd...that's a little less than a month. While technically a crew comes in and packs everything for me, I still need to go through everything in the house and sort it into the various piles: storage, mailing, taking on plane, and getting rid of. My first inspection is on Monday. I will find out everything that I need to do as far as the military is concerned to "clear quarters" or move out without being charged for anything.
Six weeks. Forty-two days from now, I will be looking into J's ocean-blue eyes. Forty-two days from now, I will feel his strong arms and taste his kiss. And forty-two nights from now, I will be able to sleep again.
Barring any changes made by the military, I will be leaving Fort Polk on 24 August and be heading back to Michigan for a couple of weeks before hopping on the plane and flying to Korea. I've been running around this week making appointments and filling out form after form. I've already hit several snags, but I've been able to fix them or work around them. Hopefully, most of the hard part is out of the way. Getting the paperwork and appointments is the worst.
Now I am making a schedule of all that I have to accomplish to get out of my little house. Today is the 28th, and my household goods are being picked up on the 22nd...that's a little less than a month. While technically a crew comes in and packs everything for me, I still need to go through everything in the house and sort it into the various piles: storage, mailing, taking on plane, and getting rid of. My first inspection is on Monday. I will find out everything that I need to do as far as the military is concerned to "clear quarters" or move out without being charged for anything.
Six weeks. Forty-two days from now, I will be looking into J's ocean-blue eyes. Forty-two days from now, I will feel his strong arms and taste his kiss. And forty-two nights from now, I will be able to sleep again.
posted by Kyra | 23:27
4 Comments:
LOL-I LOVE THIS! And I have to share a similar story but as a MOM. You're at Ft. Polk so you know the 2nd ACR was one of the first units over there when the war started. You know that the communication level coming out of Iraq was not what it is now. So we only had the media to go by and we ALL know how the media is. When Joshua surprised me on his two week R & R, I went to sleep that night and slept for twelve hours! I was barely surviving on 2 or 3 hours a night for nine months before his leave.
So I definitely understand about you being able to sleep.
Another thing I had to learn the hard way. I had a spouse at Grenada and in Desert Storm...a child in a war zone is a 100 times worse...I never would have thought there was a difference but there was.
I'm so happy you'll be in Korea soon with J. You be safe too, you hear?
*Smile* I love the way you write about your husband and I can feel your anticipation in every word.
Its beautiful.
That is FANTASTIC news! I hope the 6 weeks goes very quickly and before you know it, you're back in his arms (even briefly)!
I am excited for you. Will you still blog? I hope so.
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