The Uncertanties of Life
Let's see if I can first figure out what happened over the weekend. Friday I'm pretty sure we just relaxed after work. It had been a long week, and even though I had planned to do some homework I don't remember it happening. Oh yes, I remember now. Jason had actually started dinner while I was on my way home from work, so we ate, relaxed and went to Dairy Queen sometime after that. Saturday morning I think I woke up at like 9 or 10, because I remember it was way later than I'm usually awake these days. Jason got up after me, and he slept like 11 hours. I probably did some homework, and we tried to watch Bobby but I was working on pictures from the wedding and homework at the same time so it really didn't get watched. Then we were going to go play tennis at the courts at Ft. Meade. I thought Jason had seen them before, but he hadn't, so we didn't know that there were no nets and there was grass growing in the court. Jason was wondering if we could just hit the ball around but I figured since there were no nets the lights wouldn't come on, so we went to Burba Lake instead. We had almost got around it once when Jason decided to turn around the other way. We started jogging a little, and mostly just sprinting to certain light poles or benches to see who could win. I can't run well, so of course I only beat Jason once, and that was a total fluke. We were only going to go around a second time, but after Jason found a frog, caught it, and showed it to me, we realized we'd passed the parking lot again. We thought was saw it, but it was a different parking lot. We were lost on Ft. Meade! That's pretty dumb, lol but we made our way back and found the playground on the way so we were swinging for a little while. It was really fun and we wanted to go back the next day but my legs hurt so we decided against it. Once we came home we were pretty much done for the night. Sunday morning I woke up at 9 and I woke Jason up at 1130. I sleep about a half hour to an hour longer than he does on the week days so I guess he just catches up with his sleep on the weekends. Niether of us are morning people though so I'm glad we usually don't get up at the same time. We usually start fighting over stupid things or we don't get anything accomplished.
Then there was yesterday. I decided I'd wake up whenever, so I was actually awake at around 730 instead of the 6-630 I usually get up at. I was motivated to work on pictures, so I finished Grandma Dotts' frame and started Kim's. I realized that tape is ultimately better than glue, and that the smaller frames are pretty easy and very less time consuming. I finally forced myself to eat and then took off for the LSAT. I was really nervous. I could've prepared so much more. I signed up a couple of months ago thinking that I would have time to prepare. I'd already taken a practice LSAT, but I didn't do nearly as well as I wanted to on that. I know I have issues with logic games, but these ones didn't seem too bad. I actually had time to finish each section and fill in every answer and in most of the sections I had like 4-7 minutes to go back and check answers that I wasn't really sure about. After the LSAT, I planned to go to work for Monday night training, but I left Bowie at 530, and I didn't feel like running home for my badge and my training book just to head to NSA to deal with Michele for an hour and a half. Jason and I decided to go out to dinner. I wanted to go to Olive Garden but he wanted to go anywhere else so we settled on Longhorn. We decided since we've been married for 11 months and on our one year anniversary he will be TDY that this was our anniversary dinner. It didn't feel like anything special, but it was nice. Then we started talking about our future. I always joke with people that my husband is 24 years old and he doesn't know what he wants to be when he grows up, but I think he finally realized the truth in that and now he's a little freaked out because we don't know what we're going to do. Right now, we could easily go to Hawaii, but we'd have to fight for San Antonio. If we went to Hawaii and got out there, we'd have no idea where we'd go. We'd only have a condo, and we're not sure if we'd rent or buy. Jason wants to know if he should stay in for career, because we could get a fatter bonus if he reenlisted for 6 years instead of 4. I wouldn't really mind that, but he's worried because we'd be paying back my degree with no guarantee that I'd get a job at any of our duty stations. He really wants me to lose some weight and go JAG. I want to lose weight too, I just realized that I've never stayed indoors as much as I have when I've lived in this apartment. But I guess when you're constantly seeing drug deals and calling the cops about assaults (and then the people doing the assaulting see your husband and call him the snitch) you really don't feel safe and you really don't want to be outside. But the thing is, I want to lose weight for me, not for the army. I don't know that I want to go JAG. I want to be a family court attorney. If that doesn't work out, I can get a master's. I will find something that I like to do and I'll be great at it. The problem is that there are so many what ifs, and it's freaking Jason out. I'm getting annoyed because I knew this was coming so I've thought about it, but Jason has kind of put it in the back of his mind for a little bit.
I'm also starting to freak out about our move because Jason has one more form to send to Picerne and now he doesn't want to take leave and he wants to move on the weekends but I don't want to stay another day in this shithole. The place is always a mess and it's not getting any better because Jason is always tired and I'm trying to figure out how we're going to do this. It's only 720 am so maybe I should go work on some homework and then worry about this later....
Then there was yesterday. I decided I'd wake up whenever, so I was actually awake at around 730 instead of the 6-630 I usually get up at. I was motivated to work on pictures, so I finished Grandma Dotts' frame and started Kim's. I realized that tape is ultimately better than glue, and that the smaller frames are pretty easy and very less time consuming. I finally forced myself to eat and then took off for the LSAT. I was really nervous. I could've prepared so much more. I signed up a couple of months ago thinking that I would have time to prepare. I'd already taken a practice LSAT, but I didn't do nearly as well as I wanted to on that. I know I have issues with logic games, but these ones didn't seem too bad. I actually had time to finish each section and fill in every answer and in most of the sections I had like 4-7 minutes to go back and check answers that I wasn't really sure about. After the LSAT, I planned to go to work for Monday night training, but I left Bowie at 530, and I didn't feel like running home for my badge and my training book just to head to NSA to deal with Michele for an hour and a half. Jason and I decided to go out to dinner. I wanted to go to Olive Garden but he wanted to go anywhere else so we settled on Longhorn. We decided since we've been married for 11 months and on our one year anniversary he will be TDY that this was our anniversary dinner. It didn't feel like anything special, but it was nice. Then we started talking about our future. I always joke with people that my husband is 24 years old and he doesn't know what he wants to be when he grows up, but I think he finally realized the truth in that and now he's a little freaked out because we don't know what we're going to do. Right now, we could easily go to Hawaii, but we'd have to fight for San Antonio. If we went to Hawaii and got out there, we'd have no idea where we'd go. We'd only have a condo, and we're not sure if we'd rent or buy. Jason wants to know if he should stay in for career, because we could get a fatter bonus if he reenlisted for 6 years instead of 4. I wouldn't really mind that, but he's worried because we'd be paying back my degree with no guarantee that I'd get a job at any of our duty stations. He really wants me to lose some weight and go JAG. I want to lose weight too, I just realized that I've never stayed indoors as much as I have when I've lived in this apartment. But I guess when you're constantly seeing drug deals and calling the cops about assaults (and then the people doing the assaulting see your husband and call him the snitch) you really don't feel safe and you really don't want to be outside. But the thing is, I want to lose weight for me, not for the army. I don't know that I want to go JAG. I want to be a family court attorney. If that doesn't work out, I can get a master's. I will find something that I like to do and I'll be great at it. The problem is that there are so many what ifs, and it's freaking Jason out. I'm getting annoyed because I knew this was coming so I've thought about it, but Jason has kind of put it in the back of his mind for a little bit.
I'm also starting to freak out about our move because Jason has one more form to send to Picerne and now he doesn't want to take leave and he wants to move on the weekends but I don't want to stay another day in this shithole. The place is always a mess and it's not getting any better because Jason is always tired and I'm trying to figure out how we're going to do this. It's only 720 am so maybe I should go work on some homework and then worry about this later....