Hi, my name is Jodi.
The kinda big thing about me
right now
is that my family is moving to Guam …
well, most of us … some of us? …
anywho, some part of the fam is moving to Guam in July …
well actually my husband is leaving a bit sooner than that …
and not quite to Guam just yet …
(I explain this a bit better here.)
Anywho the entire process has been a bit of a shitshow since the beginning.
I mean … Letter of Intent?
We don’t know her or her friend Timely Official Orders.
Overseas Medical Screening?
Oh you mean you-just-thought-you-were-healthy-but-really-here’s-some-paperwork-to-get-you-classified-EFM.
And the answer to ALL MY QUESTIONS so far is officially
it depends who you ask and on what day.
Add in a mid-life crisis-like awakening about
religion, parenting, and relationships, plus trying to decide
WhatTheFuckAmIDoingWithMyFuckingLife … and yeah …
I pretty much spend my days seesawing between
maximum efficiency and existential crisis.
As you can see
I’m a bit of a mess right now.
And before you ask, yes, as a military spouse of over 20 years
(and just a whole grown ass adult)
I should know how to do this …
and I should have a better attitude …
and this should be more “how-to” and less “what the fuck am I doing”
but it’s not and I’m not and bob’s your uncle so here we go …
Stick around to watch me blunder through this PCS, enjoy our last months in Washington, and live a little beach life on the island of Guam!
We *might* learn stuff along the way …
but we will for sure have a few laughs because
my only super power at this point is
laughing in the face of life’s nonsense.