Life has a funny way of changing its course. We have backed out of buying that house for various reasons, and now we are packing because of the reality of this military lifestyle. James got military orders for overseas and I'll be heading home. This was expected/unexpected at the same time, but thank goodness I had a head start on packing!
Our house is an absolute wreck, but I think taking pictures is fun to look back on; because before we know it we will be spending our last days in this apartment and our next adventure will await. I guess that is the hard reality of being a military wife, you will constantly be on the move and after each move, you'll get a little bit more savvy and quick.
I feel like I haven't made anywhere near the progress I want, but I've been packing about 3-5 boxes a day which is pretty good for me to do alone! I'm also simultaneously packing for James' trip and then an undetermined amount of time I'll be spending in Texas. If y'all know me, you will know clothes are my weakness and I still haven't learned what "light packing" means haha. I'm trying my hand at a capsule like wardrobe, so I can bring a limited amount of clothing that I can style over this next course of time.
I did all of this when we were still planning on buying the house, so some are labeled by which room they were going to be in. It's pretty sad that we had to back out of the house, but due to multiple issues, we felt that this was God's way of telling us to just wait.
As nice as it would be not to have to move again, I realized during packing... I actually enjoy moving. Sure, we have way too much stuff and its a pain to pack up, but going to new places is so much fun especially with my husband by my side.
So this is our current situation. I'm preparing our home to be packed up in boxes again as well as preparing myself for my husband to leave. It is slowly setting in, that we will be apart for a little bit but I don't think it will fully sink in until we are saying our goodbyes.
While this isn't a deployment, I am still scared for his safety, and so not ready to be alone again. I get all emotional when he leaves for drill, for crying out loud! (pun intended) If you are married to the military, stay strong. Home is where my husband is, so wherever the military takes us next I'll be happy... And I'll be getting rid of a ton of this junk haha.
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