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|Fri, 10-16-2009 - 2:27pm|
Hi, everyone. I'm sorry I've been a little bit MIA lately. I know I've mentioned it in passing in other threads, but I don't think I ever really officially let everyone know what's going on.
As many of you may know, Tom left last week for his training in Arizona. It was both a relief and a stressor for him to go. It's always bad when he's away, but honestly, we'd been so stressed since May that it was a bit of a relief for things to feel a bit settled again. I can't believe how stressful it was for him to re-enlist, submit packets, and get his orders. We've always known the Army rarely makes things easy, but the whole ordeal was just ridiculous at times.
Unfortunately, the feeling of calm was short-lived. Fortunately, it's for a good reason. We really didn't think Toby and I would be able to join Tom in Arizona because the school is about one week too short for the Army to pay for a full PCS, and we weren't even entirely sure if we would be able to visit due to finances, the intensity of the training, and uncertainty about Tom's quarters. As it turns out, however, while the school is very intense, it is also very scheduled, and security concerns prevent work from being brought home. In other words, when he's home, he's home. (That is so far from our normal state, I'm not even sure I'll know how to function without the phone ringing during dinner or proofreading briefing slides in the evenings or with *gasp* being able to make plans for his time off.) In addition, because barracks are not available, Tom has to live off post, and he was able to find a really nice 2 bedroom apartment for under his per diem. Bottom line? We figured out we can actually save money by putting our stuff in storage and joining him Arizona. So, we'll be packing and moving over the next couple of weeks. Then we'll PCS to Fort Gordon when Tom's school is completed in March.
In other news, Toby is doing really well (though he and I both have colds at the moment; thank you, Walmart, for not having disinfectant wipes available for the carts). I can't believe he's 7 months old already. He has just learned to sit up quite well on his own, and yesterday, he took his first "big boy" bath (i.e. in the bathtub without his baby tub). Of course, I had to be in there with him, but he LOVED splashing and playing. I think bathtub toys are officially on tap for Christmas. He is also well into his Stage 2 foods, and the only things we've found so far that he really doesn't like are peaches, green beans, and carrots. He is also jabbering a bit in his own language. I am "ooma", Tom is "aa-ee", his Grammy is "uh-mah," his bottle is "ott," and sleepy/nap/crib is "eem." And I swear he's on the verge of really saying "yes" and "no" because quite frequently, I will say/do something he doesn't like, and he will moan in a way that sounds just like "no." He does the same with things he does like, but it sounds like "uh-huh."
And that's about it. Unless, of course, you really want the details of my packing saga. Or the other night when the upstairs neighbors flooding their bathroom and, therefore, flooded my bathroom before the cat jumped on Toby's head and scratched him. That's about as exciting as it gets around here!