Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Oh Army..

How you light the fire under my skin. Today, you turned my beautiful day into a terrible, no good, very bad day. Complete with tears, anger, and I may have even thrown myself a pity party.

I am a very laid back person when it comes to my husbands job. I'm not one of those spouses that complains about his job because honestly, I'm thankful that he has one and that we have insurance and a place to live. I honestly love the army and the lifestyle. I encouraged him to stay in and hope he chooses to re-enlist.

But today.. today I'm so irritated at the fact that nobody can tell me what in the world is going on. I'm struggling with this now because I want to apply for jobs. I want to attend job fairs. I am a planner. I plan things, its one thing that I'm good at. Some people are good at decorating, others are beautiful writers, me I am a planner! I need to look for a place to live, start re-organizing things, but with out that little paper that has a date and a state, I can do nothing.

Seeing that I am only certified in one state, I also have that uphill mountain to climb.

Today.. was just not my day. I cried my tears, got everything off my chest (not to the husband) and felt better. I will wait patiently, plan for 3 different outcomes, know the likelyhood of those happening are still slim, and go on with life. God likes to laugh at our plans Ive learned. I also learned that I may not see it now, but everything happens for a reason and it will all work out. I really do have a hard time with that last part though.


Jes said...

Amen girl! I could copy and paste this as my own post for the day! (Although, I have that piece of paper with the date and city/country on it, and I still can't plan a single thing b/c if you ask 5 people the same question, you get 5 different answers! It doesn't get any easier with orders!)The Army and us planners just have our days where we don't get along. All we can do is pray that the next day gets better!

I'm praying for you!

Erin said...

The Army is responsible for many a pity party in this household. Apparently, the Army doesn't understand that some of us aren't cool with flying by the seat of our pants when it comes to major life moving.