Dave's scheduled to come home on Friday.  That means that I only have 2 days of solitude left. OMG!!!!

It's finally starting to sink in now.  That he's coming home, that we're moving, that life is finally moving forward again.  This past year has felt like....like wasted time, almost.  It wasn't, because I learnt a lot about many things....but I can't help but feel like I didn't really do anything or accomplish much.

The moving company called me today.  They're coming Friday to do a walk-through so they know how many crates to bring with them on Monday. 

I had to say goodbye to a bunch of people today.  My friends and former colleagues over at the legal office, and some people that Dave worked with....it felt so surreal, hugging them and saying "if you're ever in St Louis...".  I'm usually on the other end of farewells.  I'm usually the one left behind.  We've seen so many of our friends PCS to different locations, and we've always been left with a feeling of...disappointment, because they were moving on and we weren't.  Now the tables are turned.  It's an odd feeling.

Tomorrow I'm taking my car in to get the struts and brakes worked on and the oil changed - in preparation for our trip next week.  I made reservations at the motel on base today so we'll have a place to crash at next wednesday night.  We were going to sleep on the floor at the house, but I decided that because we're going to have to drive a substantial distance the next day we ought to get a decent night's sleep the night before.  We're getting a suite...it has a mini kitchen and a living room with a hide-a-bed in it, and a master bedroom too.  Not bad for $35 a night, huh?

Wow....my husband's coming home, and we're moving.  This is going to be awesome!