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An update on the life of Miah
Is YIM being a pest for anyone else?
First, I want to apologize to the people who read my previous entries and didn't catch the link at the end or the zombie tag and were concerned that something had happened on base. No terrorists, no weird government conspiracies, no zombies, just me playing around for Blog Like It's the End of the World day. I started to feel a bit guilty after the first YIM, and by the third person I felt really bad.
Of course, my husband thought it was hilarious and told me not to my posts down and then distracted me with D&D.
Second, speaking of Captain, his leave for July has been denied which will greatly alter our plans for the Harry Potter book release week extravaganza I had been planning on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
thelittlechill. However, I have been talking to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rewil, and it looks like she's willing to meet us half way and pick me up just south of Wichita on the 20th so that Captain can remain within his 250 mile radius of doom and I can still hang with my friends on Friday night and Saturday.
Thirdly, also speaking of Captain... I may have mentioned before that his mumble mumble something mumble "suggested" that he look into OCS to become an officer. He has been looking into it, but part of that requires finding out how many more hours he requires from K-State and getting set up for some Distance Learning classes - or something. I don't know, and he can't or won't explain it to me. Long story short, he has to be able to finish his degree within a year of completing OCS training so he needs to know A) if he's eligible for readmittance, B) how long it will take and C) if we can afford it or if he can get tuition assistance.
HOWEVER - There's always an however, isn't there? - the First Warning has come down, which is why his July leave was denied, and his unit "may" be deploying in November/December. For a minimum of 15 months thanks to the recent change in policies.
So now it's down to a race to see if he can get his application in for OCS before they deploy, or if he wants to wait and go to Iraq, finish out his four years, reenlist for... a metric shit-ton of money (When you are "in country" and reenlist your signing bonus automatically becomes one tax-free, rather large, lump sum payment of joy.), and apply for OCS once he returns, insuring that if he's accepted he'll also receive a two to three hundred dollar per month bonus for having been in service for over four years when he goes OCS.
Financially, the obvious answer is "Hell, yes, deploy and rake in the cash, ba-bee!"... Emotionally, it's much different. Fifteen months of separation, again.
Ultimately, the decision will be his. I mean, I get a bit of a vote, of course, but I'm not the one who has to go overseas to a desert, away from everyone he loves and holds dear and games with, to spend every waking moment hot and grimy with people he may not like, wearing body armor the moment he steps out of his sleepy cubby thing, carrying a weapon 24/7, and basically turning back into the same man who came home from his last deployment and really freaked me out because he wasn't my husband.
Of course, part of that was because by the time he came home, I wasn't the woman he'd left crying in the driveway, either.
Frankly, I don't want to be the person he came home to, again. But there aren't a lot of options open to me if he does deploy. And I have lived through the separation before, I can do it again. It's just that it's not just separation from my spouse, it's separation from everyone. Since I moved down to this pit of red dirt and cannibal prairie dogs, only my sister, my parents, and one friend have come to visit me - conversely, while hubby was gone, I drove up to visit friends and family almost every chance I could. Once he came home, taking off with the car for a week became impossible, of course, and in the last year I've seen most of my friends once, and I only talk to one with any regularity on-line (the same one who visits once or twice a year). In other words, I've grown apart from people I used to speak to on a daily basis, and knowing that makes me feel pretty alone most of the time. Add in the husband going away, and there are times when it all just feels so heavy and difficult and this is turning into a huge mope session which isn't the point of this post.
To sum it up, if he deploys it will be hard for me, but as I said, when it comes right down too it, that doesn't matter. He may not be able to get his application in on time, in which case neither of us has a choice.
And finally, in better news, Blog like a zombie day has inspired me to pull out all my old "Hunter: The Reckoning" books, and I've started working on a campaign that I would like - if I can figure out how - to run simultaneously on-line through greatest journal/chat/something and here in RL with our small D&D group, which means that people who are not here in RL could also play and be involved because Hunter is one of those games where people can pop in and out without too much trouble. If I do get things sorted out enough to figure out how to run it on-line, if anyone is interested in playing, let me know.
Oh, and we watched The Messangers(sp?) last night, which would have been better if I wasn't half-asleep, perhaps. Even in my drowsy, not really paying attention way, I still managed to blurt out about fifty minutes into the movie my take on what was really happening and what was going on... and I was right, which tells me if I could figure it out while taking mini-naps, perhaps it wasn't as mysterious or scary as they thought.
First, I want to apologize to the people who read my previous entries and didn't catch the link at the end or the zombie tag and were concerned that something had happened on base. No terrorists, no weird government conspiracies, no zombies, just me playing around for Blog Like It's the End of the World day. I started to feel a bit guilty after the first YIM, and by the third person I felt really bad.
Of course, my husband thought it was hilarious and told me not to my posts down and then distracted me with D&D.
Second, speaking of Captain, his leave for July has been denied which will greatly alter our plans for the Harry Potter book release week extravaganza I had been planning on
thelittlechill. However, I have been talking to rewil, and it looks like she's willing to meet us half way and pick me up just south of Wichita on the 20th so that Captain can remain within his 250 mile radius of doom and I can still hang with my friends on Friday night and Saturday. Thirdly, also speaking of Captain... I may have mentioned before that his mumble mumble something mumble "suggested" that he look into OCS to become an officer. He has been looking into it, but part of that requires finding out how many more hours he requires from K-State and getting set up for some Distance Learning classes - or something. I don't know, and he can't or won't explain it to me. Long story short, he has to be able to finish his degree within a year of completing OCS training so he needs to know A) if he's eligible for readmittance, B) how long it will take and C) if we can afford it or if he can get tuition assistance.
HOWEVER - There's always an however, isn't there? - the First Warning has come down, which is why his July leave was denied, and his unit "may" be deploying in November/December. For a minimum of 15 months thanks to the recent change in policies.
So now it's down to a race to see if he can get his application in for OCS before they deploy, or if he wants to wait and go to Iraq, finish out his four years, reenlist for... a metric shit-ton of money (When you are "in country" and reenlist your signing bonus automatically becomes one tax-free, rather large, lump sum payment of joy.), and apply for OCS once he returns, insuring that if he's accepted he'll also receive a two to three hundred dollar per month bonus for having been in service for over four years when he goes OCS.
Financially, the obvious answer is "Hell, yes, deploy and rake in the cash, ba-bee!"... Emotionally, it's much different. Fifteen months of separation, again.
Ultimately, the decision will be his. I mean, I get a bit of a vote, of course, but I'm not the one who has to go overseas to a desert, away from everyone he loves and holds dear and games with, to spend every waking moment hot and grimy with people he may not like, wearing body armor the moment he steps out of his sleepy cubby thing, carrying a weapon 24/7, and basically turning back into the same man who came home from his last deployment and really freaked me out because he wasn't my husband.
Of course, part of that was because by the time he came home, I wasn't the woman he'd left crying in the driveway, either.
Frankly, I don't want to be the person he came home to, again. But there aren't a lot of options open to me if he does deploy. And I have lived through the separation before, I can do it again. It's just that it's not just separation from my spouse, it's separation from everyone. Since I moved down to this pit of red dirt and cannibal prairie dogs, only my sister, my parents, and one friend have come to visit me - conversely, while hubby was gone, I drove up to visit friends and family almost every chance I could. Once he came home, taking off with the car for a week became impossible, of course, and in the last year I've seen most of my friends once, and I only talk to one with any regularity on-line (the same one who visits once or twice a year). In other words, I've grown apart from people I used to speak to on a daily basis, and knowing that makes me feel pretty alone most of the time. Add in the husband going away, and there are times when it all just feels so heavy and difficult and this is turning into a huge mope session which isn't the point of this post.
To sum it up, if he deploys it will be hard for me, but as I said, when it comes right down too it, that doesn't matter. He may not be able to get his application in on time, in which case neither of us has a choice.
And finally, in better news, Blog like a zombie day has inspired me to pull out all my old "Hunter: The Reckoning" books, and I've started working on a campaign that I would like - if I can figure out how - to run simultaneously on-line through greatest journal/chat/something and here in RL with our small D&D group, which means that people who are not here in RL could also play and be involved because Hunter is one of those games where people can pop in and out without too much trouble. If I do get things sorted out enough to figure out how to run it on-line, if anyone is interested in playing, let me know.
Oh, and we watched The Messangers(sp?) last night, which would have been better if I wasn't half-asleep, perhaps. Even in my drowsy, not really paying attention way, I still managed to blurt out about fifty minutes into the movie my take on what was really happening and what was going on... and I was right, which tells me if I could figure it out while taking mini-naps, perhaps it wasn't as mysterious or scary as they thought.