In approximately 3 weeks we are PCSing. To another country.
Italy, to be exact.
So far today, we have met with the person who will be in charge of getting people here to move our household goods and met with potential renters for the house. It's only 11 a.m. I'm currently waiting on the painter to show up to give an estimate of how much painting two walls will cost.
For future reference, maybe painting an accent wall isn't a great idea if one is military and may be moving. I wan't here at that time, so I take no credit or blame for that decision.
So what, exactly, is this blog? I can tell you what it's not. It's not a place to talk about my husband's life in the military. There are millions of places on the web for that, both positive and negative, military and civilian.
Rather, when I first learned we would be PCSing (to Italy!), I couldn't find good information that would help me. Maybe? Possibly? I'll be able to help someone else who is in this same position later. Or at least, when I'm taken away by the nice men in white coats, someone will be able to pinpoint exactly my mental demise.
I kid, I kid. It's not that bad. Yet.
The fun has just begun.
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