Zac finally got his orders in hand. He has a "report no later than" date of September 14, so he's not supposed to leave El Sal until August. In some ways, that works out perfectly. I get to be here for my cousin's wedding in August. I'll get to go to the Great MN Get Together one more time with Autumn. I'll be able to celebrate my 31st birthday as a going away party with my friends. I can spend the summer enjoying MN. I actually like this timing better than if we had left in July.
So last night I was excited and hopeful that now we can get this moving process organized. I decided that I'd spend a little time at work today checking out the website that Zac's orders referenced as helpful to the move. Except that it isn't. You have to go from website, to website, to website, to website, trying to glean applicable information from each place. Nowhere is the information concentrated and organized. Instead I just get page after page of stupid, cheesy photos of "beaming, happy Navy families", who I'm assuming are supposed to be enjoying the moving process. Clearly they're drunk or lying. Because so far I'm more than underwhelmed at the process. For an organization that spends most of its time moving people, I would have thought their websites would have been better organized and easier to decipher.
I'm half tempted to pack up all my stuff and move myself over there. I don't want to try and jump through all their hoops. I'm not a circus poodle. I'm more than capable of getting my stuff there myself. And at least then I'd be in control of when everything happens. It seems dumb that if I wanted to move my stuff I could just open the phone book and hire someone to do it. It would take less than a day to organize the move. Instead I'm wasting oodles of time trying to plow through ridiculous Navy websites. I'm not sure that the Navy's "help" is worth my time.
I'm just crabby about this move. It's HAWAII -- not exactly like I can fly out there for a weekend to check out the lay of the land and get stuff situated. It's flippin' nine hours away. The housing situation is going to be difficult too. It's one thing if it's just me moving, or if it's just Zac. But instead we're a married couple, trying to get housing. At first we were thinking we would just get military housing, but Zac mentioned maybe trying to buy a house instead. Who knows what we should do? I sure don't. And the websites are apparently hiding the answers.
On the up side, softball started a couple of weeks ago. There have been some ups and downs already, and plenty of teenage drama. Plenty of blog fodder. I'll have to use some of that for postings going forward. I'm glad to be back coaching, though I found that I was ill-prepared for coaching the JV team. I'm trying to get my butt organized so I can be a better coach, but this season has been filled with bumps that aren't helping. (I'll lament the lack of a B Squad coach sometime later.) So c'mon Spring. We want those fields dry by April 8 when we have our first game.
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