So anyway, all that to say, there's still a lot up in the air, but I'm not really too worried. I kinda enjoy flying by the seat of my pants. I'm definitely ready to get this new adventure started. I've grow accustomed to not being stationary for so long. Today, as I thought about moving, I realized that I haven't lived in one place for more than 10 months since I started college five years ago. I mean, I guess technically I lived in the same building for the three years that I was at Southwestern, but I was in a different room every year, and I had to move out at the end of each year. And then I was in Rome, which in some ways felt more like home than Louisiana ever has, but even as comfortable as I was there, I was only there for four months. By the time we move, I will have been in this house for a year and a half. I am definitely comfortable here in many ways, but due to all the family drama surrounding our home here, it's never really felt like %100 ours. Plus, I'm definitely a city girl at heart, well, at least a suburbia girl at heart, and that is not to be found here without a solid four hour drive. Needless to say, DC looks amazing to me right now :)
Anyway, if anybody out there has advice for the first military move, I'm craving a little experienced advice :)
This is the Chinese Pizzeria that was accross the street from my apartment in Rome (this picture was taken from our kitchen window). I will always associate it with home.