Squeaky’s Blog

My husband had his last day at work today.  I am so excited that he is going to be on leave (vacation for the military) for the next couple of weeks.  Then it will be school for him to learn his new job as a recruiter.  We will get to move yet again and hopefully then we will only have one more move.  I say that without holding my breath though.  We had hoped to finish out his career here or at least be here for a few more years.  Since, so many people have seemed to come here and get stuck here we were hoping for some stability.  We also had such a hard time finding a house when we got here that after a year we bought, thinking we had at least two more years to go.  We should have known better.  We seem to get the crap end of the deals when it comes down to it.  We can’t complain too much, we have made a lot of great friends and have had two beautiful children.  The oldest is starting to understand it all and as long as we make it exciting for him he is okay with moving.  We were talking about it tonight and initially he was upset but easily changed his mind.  It became something that was exciting because he gets to decorate his new room.  Now the big thing will be to sell the house and find a new one.  That seems to be all I have thought about and talked about over the last two weeks.  It feels redundant.  I have looked at the map and all the areas we could go.  We, well my husband has to put a dream sheet (a list of places we want to go) together.  We get to choose 3 brigades (regions basically) and 3 battalions (smaller sections sometimes a state or a mix of states) in each brigade, which ends up being a total of 9 places we would like to go.  The problem we are having is that no one brigade has 3 places we want to go.  We have one or two areas in each brigade that we would like but that’s it.  We don’t want to be in any big city or crime ridden town.  We have the crime here and I am so sick of it!  I would love to go somewhere that has snow.  I want lots of snow.  I miss it so much and am tired of the heat.  I am from the east coast, outside of the D.C. area and have a hard time explaining how great the east coast is.  I would love to go up to Pennsylvania, or even further up.  Then I worry about being in Boston, or New York City where the cost of living and the crime is so high.  I guess in the end it doesn’t matter.  We will go where the Army says and will make the best of it.  I am keeping my fingers crossed that we get somewhere with snow and that we can all be happy at.