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i'm in Germany! i didn't say anything about it until now because i didn't want to jinx it. as it is eric has to leave 2 days before me for training that they added AFTER we had my ticket. but either way. i'm here. with eric. and my system is so messed up. i think my blood sugar is all funny, even though i've tried to eat at appropriate times. ah well.
i've just showered so i'm sitting here with a towel on my head and my coffee and cereal in front of me. i got up with eric this morning and spent a few minutes with him before he went off to work. i felt like such a cliched little housewife - me in my kimono robe kissing my uniformed man goodbye as he headed out the door. *snort* that's SO not normally me. ah well, it's a vacation. (so if it's a vacation and it's 8:15am - why am i not back in bed???) besides, once i move here i'll have a job. and if i'm doing childcare (which - frankly i could make really good money doing - i have plenty of experience and a degree, more than most daycare lead teachers on base do. eric checked and apparently it's possible for me to make even more than him just because of my degree) then i might very well be leaving at the same time as eric and i won't have time to sit around with coffee after he's gone.
my goal is to get a bunch of cleaning done today. eric cleaned before i came, and i can see the difference but he's still a guy and i need to clean to where i like things to be. he straightened everything though, which'll be a HUGE help. and we really need to put a board in under the oven so we don't have to keep the kitchen door closed (to keep the cats out) cause cooking and then closing the door will really make a kitchen smell.
*side note* i just walked into the bedroom to get my water and found Malcolm sitting in the middle of my open suitcase. pretty gray hair all over my clothes. *lol* at least i'm used to wearing cat hair!
anyway, the trip was fine - just long and boring. the 6 hours in Cincinnati really sucked. but the flight from Cincinnati to Frankfurt was relatively empty so i had two seats to myself. still not enough to stretch out on, but oh well. i was sitting behind a guy named Josiah. military as well (was glaringly obvious) and was on his way back to Iraq after being home on emergency leave. nice guy. hope he stays safe.
i rushed off the plane in Frankfurt as fast as i could go and zoomed past all the people on my flight to get to customs. breezed through customs (man, Turkey and England were so much pickier about who gets into their countries!) and rushed to the baggage claim to get my stuff and go see my fiance. *sigh* no baggage. everyone from my flight was standing around the carousel for at least 25 minutes waiting. and since i'd been one of the first people to arrive in Cincinnati for the flight, my luggage had been some of the first stuff on, which meant some of the last stuff off. i was going nuts!!!! finally got my bags and hightailed it through the "nothing to declare" line and out into eric's arms. *happy sigh* it's like coming home.
we walked and walked and walked and walked. and then walked some more. apparently they'd changed my arrival terminal so he'd parked at the wrong one. at least i got my exercise - although my back is killing me today. found the car and headed home. it takes about two hours from Frankfurt to Spangdahlem.
we got here and brought my bags in. 3rd floor apartment, no elevator. more exercise! i met the furballs and eric and i caught up.
i wanted to see the town so we took a walk. a long walk. i think we ended up going about 5 miles. but it's an amazingly beautiful town. the next time i go out i'll take some pictures. it seriously looks like a calendar! the buildings all have the old world european look to them (although not necessarily the old world germany look) and there are flowers in bloom everywhere. it's a small, SMALL farming town. so a ton of houses have small barns or lean-tos in the back with tractors and cows in the side yard.
this will be a big, BIG, HUGE change for me. i'm not used to real small towns - the smallest i've lived in was Valpo and that wasn't THAT small. and i've never lived overseas before (although that's why i'm excited about it), and i'm definitely not used to the military lifestyle. and i know that i'll miss my family. i guess i'm mentally preparing myself for September.
but for now i'm happy to be here. last night as we were falling asleep, eric whispered "welcome home." and for the most part, i am. it's completely new and strange, but i'm here with the person i've chosen to spend my life with. and for that - i couldn't be happier.
i've just showered so i'm sitting here with a towel on my head and my coffee and cereal in front of me. i got up with eric this morning and spent a few minutes with him before he went off to work. i felt like such a cliched little housewife - me in my kimono robe kissing my uniformed man goodbye as he headed out the door. *snort* that's SO not normally me. ah well, it's a vacation. (so if it's a vacation and it's 8:15am - why am i not back in bed???) besides, once i move here i'll have a job. and if i'm doing childcare (which - frankly i could make really good money doing - i have plenty of experience and a degree, more than most daycare lead teachers on base do. eric checked and apparently it's possible for me to make even more than him just because of my degree) then i might very well be leaving at the same time as eric and i won't have time to sit around with coffee after he's gone.
my goal is to get a bunch of cleaning done today. eric cleaned before i came, and i can see the difference but he's still a guy and i need to clean to where i like things to be. he straightened everything though, which'll be a HUGE help. and we really need to put a board in under the oven so we don't have to keep the kitchen door closed (to keep the cats out) cause cooking and then closing the door will really make a kitchen smell.
*side note* i just walked into the bedroom to get my water and found Malcolm sitting in the middle of my open suitcase. pretty gray hair all over my clothes. *lol* at least i'm used to wearing cat hair!
anyway, the trip was fine - just long and boring. the 6 hours in Cincinnati really sucked. but the flight from Cincinnati to Frankfurt was relatively empty so i had two seats to myself. still not enough to stretch out on, but oh well. i was sitting behind a guy named Josiah. military as well (was glaringly obvious) and was on his way back to Iraq after being home on emergency leave. nice guy. hope he stays safe.
i rushed off the plane in Frankfurt as fast as i could go and zoomed past all the people on my flight to get to customs. breezed through customs (man, Turkey and England were so much pickier about who gets into their countries!) and rushed to the baggage claim to get my stuff and go see my fiance. *sigh* no baggage. everyone from my flight was standing around the carousel for at least 25 minutes waiting. and since i'd been one of the first people to arrive in Cincinnati for the flight, my luggage had been some of the first stuff on, which meant some of the last stuff off. i was going nuts!!!! finally got my bags and hightailed it through the "nothing to declare" line and out into eric's arms. *happy sigh* it's like coming home.
we walked and walked and walked and walked. and then walked some more. apparently they'd changed my arrival terminal so he'd parked at the wrong one. at least i got my exercise - although my back is killing me today. found the car and headed home. it takes about two hours from Frankfurt to Spangdahlem.
we got here and brought my bags in. 3rd floor apartment, no elevator. more exercise! i met the furballs and eric and i caught up.
i wanted to see the town so we took a walk. a long walk. i think we ended up going about 5 miles. but it's an amazingly beautiful town. the next time i go out i'll take some pictures. it seriously looks like a calendar! the buildings all have the old world european look to them (although not necessarily the old world germany look) and there are flowers in bloom everywhere. it's a small, SMALL farming town. so a ton of houses have small barns or lean-tos in the back with tractors and cows in the side yard.
this will be a big, BIG, HUGE change for me. i'm not used to real small towns - the smallest i've lived in was Valpo and that wasn't THAT small. and i've never lived overseas before (although that's why i'm excited about it), and i'm definitely not used to the military lifestyle. and i know that i'll miss my family. i guess i'm mentally preparing myself for September.
but for now i'm happy to be here. last night as we were falling asleep, eric whispered "welcome home." and for the most part, i am. it's completely new and strange, but i'm here with the person i've chosen to spend my life with. and for that - i couldn't be happier.