1. I always feel like I’m 30 years old, but in reality, I’m 30 years old. Let me be the first person to tell you to stop dreading 30! I’d much rather be 30 than be in my 20s again. I am proud of my achievements and how I’ve grown over that last decade.
2. I wish my family understood better when I tell them we’re not doing so great right now. On the flip side, I’m not one who looks for handouts and we never grew up asking for money, so they don’t really need to know the nitty gritty.
3. If you saw me when I put on makeup (out of my10 drawer standing unit), you’d think I was a total girly-girl, but if you saw me when I’m grocery shopping or lounging around the house on the weekend, you’d think I was a tomboy through-and-through.
4. I feel like I’m in a totally different universe when I’m with people whose lifestyles/current priorities are drastically different than my own. Vague answer, I know, but what springs to mind are large groups of pregnant women/baby showers or this summer when I was hanging out with groups of single folks in their early 20s. Odd woman out, indeed.
5. In honor of this being MFF #60… 60 months ago (exactly 5 years, so September 30, 2006) I lived in Tustin, CA and my life was totally different because I had just started my first real teaching job, DH and I had been together for almost a year, and he hadn’t joined the Army yet. Oh how things change when you throw the military in there! We are worlds away from 5 years ago! I’m in my 6th year of teaching and now I’m in the military!
I’ve never jumped on this linky bandwagon before, but here goes nothing. I know someone else used this song last week, but it is so very much DH and I at this point in our relationship. Tech school gives you a lot of time to think, especially as you watch your single friends doing their young 20something dating thing. Crushes, new relationships, all of that excitement? Who doesn’t want to feel that again? DH and I do a good job at maintaining a flirtatious rapport, but life’s stresses do a number on us. We’ve been managing to hold it down for six years so far, and I hope for many more!
Written into the fine print of my active duty orders was the statement that upon completion of BMT and tech school, and with commander’s approval, I’d be promoted to E-4. Now, Senior Airman (SrA) is portrayed in tech as being the first rank you really have to wait a while to obtain. There’s even a special program,
Needless to say, it’s an exciting day for me. I pick up my uniforms with my newly sewn stripes tomorrow. I should be an SrA for a while though, since my next jump is into the NCO tier and I need to advance in my skill level and time in service in order to do that.
On a fun side note? I am now the same pay grade as my husband. 🙂 I give him a hard time about having to work a lot harder than I did to get there, but that’s partially because his unit’s fault.
Anyone still out there? I’m back in Colorado, albeit with mixed feelings. I owe you folks a huge update, but my heart has not been into blogging lately. I can barely bring myself to keep up with my blog-roll, which regularly tops 250+ unread posts.
I may not have been deployed, and I’m not downplaying those emotions or even trying to liken my own to them, but reintegration has been a challenge. I was blissfully out of touch with reality while I was gone, and I was extremely successful at what I was doing. I come back to disorganization and chaos, both at home and work. Colorado feels different. I feel different.