Non-mantra-like day

Well let me just tell you, college is putting me through the ringer! I stay up until the wee hours of the morning....the time when I'm supposed to be waking up and you know, being productive. Does that happen? Nope! I wake up at five-o-clock at night! What in the world?! I just keep telling myself, "Mrs., its just eight more weeks. Only eight. Just two more months of this." Is it working? Sure it was, up until the point when I realized when that eight week mark hits, I will literally not be sleeping. At all. Ever.

Okay MAYBE I'm exaggerating but silly me, I forgot that after school is over, I have to get married and we have to move wherever the Air Force decides we need to go!! Please, for the love of everything that is good and holy, I pray that we don't get sent to the northern part of the country. Non-stop snow, less than productive population. I won't say where but I'm pretty sure you can guess.

My head is spinning. How did you get through those first few months pre-marriage, PCSing?

Also, for my lack of pictures, here is one of my future MIL. She is beautiful!

Good News?

Lieutenant received his first assignment today. At first, I was extremely excited. See, Lieutenant is “slotted” for one job but he is technically on hold for two other jobs. His slotted job is guaranteed if his alternates don’t work out. I know you are probably asking yourself why I am no longer that excited.

Back in the year 2000, a boy in my grade attacked me. I won’t go into detail here but I will tell you that it has haunted me ever since. I know I should be far past moved on since he did not succeed in his attack, but for some reason I just can’t shake it off. Where he comes into play in this blog is that the place where Lieutenant got our assignment is where the boy moved to immediately after my attack because his father was in the Air Force.

When Lieutenant told me that would be his first assignment, my heart started beating fast, I felt dizzy, hot, and sick to my stomach. While I am always proud of him and always willing to see new places and have new experiences, I have to admit that this has shaken me.

I realize that I need to be strong for him though, as well as myself, and not let this eleven-year-old incident break me down. I love the Air Force and I know that they will send Lieutenant where they need him so like I have said and always will say, I’m just going to have to pull on the boot straps for this one, give the past no room to move into the present, and be excited for yes, good news.

Edit: On a completely unrelated noted, congratulations to Andrea over at Sgt. and Mrs. Hub for winning the My Air Force Life photo contest and being featured on AF.mil!