The only rock I know that stays steady, the only institution I know that works is the family.
We military spouses all know that the only thing you can count on is that everything will change when it comes to the military. But sometimes, it gets ridiculous.
I’m a Type A person. Always have been. I’m not the really uptight kind, but I like to plan things out. And I don’t mind if there is more than one way of how things might go (see, not up-tight Type A), but I like to know all the possibilities and plan for all contingencies (there’s the Type A again).
I haven’t been posting much about the craziness that has been happening in the Wuzzy Household (Wifey/Huzzy… I just made that up. Yes, I’m a dork). Mostly because I every time I sat down to write about it, things changed.
Let’s see, back when Huzzy was still here. I was supposed to be sent active duty to Hawaii for six months. Yeah, torture, I know. So we spent days that should have been spent enjoying one another (since Huzzy was deploying soon), preparing the household to have neither of us around. We had one friend who was going to watch the dogs until he moved in June and then we were going to fly Huzzy’s brother out here to watch the dogs until Huzzy came back. Because, of course, I wasn’t supposed to be back until October.
That was the beginning of April. We were told that I’d need to leave by 30APR, or, at earliest, on 15APR. On 29MAR, I found out I’d have to leave in four days on 1APR (no joke!)…
Cue ensuing chaos.
Then, on 31MAR–the day before I was supposed to leave–it was all canceled due to lack of funding.
Now that Huzzy is gone, I’m sitting on possibly being sent active duty again. This time, to San Diego and then on a ship that will deploy to several countries in an international networking mission. I’ve known about this for 2-3 weeks. Yet, I still don’t know if I’m going. And I would have to report 15 days from today.
People are telling me that they’d be frantic with not knowing what is going on. Right now, yeah, sometimes I feel that way and sometimes I’m like “eh, whatever happens.”
I also recently learned that the unit I drill with in Northwestern Washington will be dissolved and I will soon be drilling in San Diego. Eh, just another change.
I’m not there yet, but between being a Navy wife and a Reservist, the Navy is eventually going to beat the Type A personality out of me.