Anxious
My heart goes out to my hubby. As I type, he's at the armory undergoing the aptitude and physical testing for admission into the reserves.
I feel bad for him though. He's completely and utterly faithless in his ability to succeed in the physical exam. Unfortunately, the testing came as a bit of a surprise. He submitted his application three months ago and the receptionist ASSURED him that head office wouldn't even look at the application for six months. Not expecting to hear from them until well into the new year, they called him up last week to tell him the examination was today.
Poor Ty was so nervous last night he only got a mere one hour's worth of sleep. On one hand, he should have started working out as soon as he submitted his application, but on the other, he's been working like a mother fucker the last few months, accepting up to 60 hours of work a week.
I am anxious for what will happen. Regardless of the outcome, however, I am proud of him :).
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Edit:
It turned out different than what both of us had anticipated. First of all, there was no physical. Even though Ty wasn't the only applicant to arrive prepared (albeit barely) to do the physical via misleading information, the exam is out sourced through the YMCA. Ty needs to schedule an appointment through them and they will be sending the results back to the army.
First they all wrote (all four of them in total) their aptitude exams and then were individually interviewed. Ty was the first interview to be completed and consequently had to sit and wait for all the other applicants to finish their interviews which had expanded several hours into the afternoon. I was spammed with many text messages complaining about hunger pains and boredom.
So, needless to say, both of us are home now. Ty has already gone to bed and is sleeping quite thoroughly by the sounds of it.
And we're so totally going to work out tomorrow morning. :P
I feel bad for him though. He's completely and utterly faithless in his ability to succeed in the physical exam. Unfortunately, the testing came as a bit of a surprise. He submitted his application three months ago and the receptionist ASSURED him that head office wouldn't even look at the application for six months. Not expecting to hear from them until well into the new year, they called him up last week to tell him the examination was today.
Poor Ty was so nervous last night he only got a mere one hour's worth of sleep. On one hand, he should have started working out as soon as he submitted his application, but on the other, he's been working like a mother fucker the last few months, accepting up to 60 hours of work a week.
I am anxious for what will happen. Regardless of the outcome, however, I am proud of him :).
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Edit:
It turned out different than what both of us had anticipated. First of all, there was no physical. Even though Ty wasn't the only applicant to arrive prepared (albeit barely) to do the physical via misleading information, the exam is out sourced through the YMCA. Ty needs to schedule an appointment through them and they will be sending the results back to the army.
First they all wrote (all four of them in total) their aptitude exams and then were individually interviewed. Ty was the first interview to be completed and consequently had to sit and wait for all the other applicants to finish their interviews which had expanded several hours into the afternoon. I was spammed with many text messages complaining about hunger pains and boredom.
So, needless to say, both of us are home now. Ty has already gone to bed and is sleeping quite thoroughly by the sounds of it.
And we're so totally going to work out tomorrow morning. :P