All things considered...
Josh and I had plans to go to Tunica last night, but a few Budweisers later, we decided to kick it at his place. Cigs, beer, a warm spring night - hey why not just take the time to bond? We went and got something to eat, then started talking about plans leading up to marriage which is supposed to be sometime later this year. I still haven't done much, and we keep putting off setting a date, so I figure we've got time for this. No rush and no pressure. I've been thinking that when he and I are both ready, plans will follow and while I'm not expecting it to be stress free, I do want it to be more than just another "something I have to do" on my list. I want to give the attention to details my full focus so I won't look back upon my wedding day wishing that I would have done better with the planning.
So in the midst of conversation, I listened intently to what his plans were, and I braced myself for what I thought was going to become a disagreement once I decided to drop this bomb on him. I had been doing a lot of thinking over the past few days, and I was sort of backtracking yet looking forward at the same time.
"What are your thoughts on me enlisting in the military?" I asked. His expression went blank for a moment, but then he smiled. "What branch?"
I've decided to pursue a career in the Air Force. However far-fetched it may seem now, this has actually been a decision years in the making. I was simply not in the right place in the past, always hesitating, but the thought had always lay dormant in the back of my mind. I have other options wide open, but the military is the only one that I genuinely want to go after. Maybe it's just in my genes - I come from a family full of military enlisted and officers - so I'm not walking into this blindly. I have a pretty good handle on what goes on, and I have more than enough support sources of knowledge from current and former military friends, neighbors, and family.
I'm actually pretty hungry now, so I'm gonna go eat something. Fuck an update. :D
So in the midst of conversation, I listened intently to what his plans were, and I braced myself for what I thought was going to become a disagreement once I decided to drop this bomb on him. I had been doing a lot of thinking over the past few days, and I was sort of backtracking yet looking forward at the same time.
"What are your thoughts on me enlisting in the military?" I asked. His expression went blank for a moment, but then he smiled. "What branch?"
I've decided to pursue a career in the Air Force. However far-fetched it may seem now, this has actually been a decision years in the making. I was simply not in the right place in the past, always hesitating, but the thought had always lay dormant in the back of my mind. I have other options wide open, but the military is the only one that I genuinely want to go after. Maybe it's just in my genes - I come from a family full of military enlisted and officers - so I'm not walking into this blindly. I have a pretty good handle on what goes on, and I have more than enough support sources of knowledge from current and former military friends, neighbors, and family.
I'm actually pretty hungry now, so I'm gonna go eat something. Fuck an update. :D