OMG. I could die. Chris has been diligently working behind the scenes trying desperately to reunite us all in Korea. The only way that I felt it even remote feasible would be if the DOD paid for our expenses. Unfortunately, an accompanied remote is hardly an option as we were 150 on "the list" back in May, but have since moved up to 149. Anyway, our only other option was for me to get a job. I applied back in May, but never heard a word. The principal of the school emailed back and forth, but it never seemed to progress beyond that. Fast forward to now--a couple of weeks before I head to Korea for a fabulous rendevous with Chris, a month or so before we end this vacation that we are currently on, a month or so before I am able to access my mail and retrieve any potential job offers--I checked my email only to find a request for a return phone call. I did so and quickly had a phone interview with the principal. OMG. I can't believe this is happening. I had basically written off any possibility of relocating to Korea this year not to mention this summer. I could die. Truly. Chris doesn't even know today's events as of yet. He is going to die, take a deep breath and then proceed to tell me how I can make this happen. How I can arrange movers, terminating the lease on our apartment, returning to MA and moving myself, our dog and two children all the way across the world--ALONE!! Really? OMG. I haven't even completed a stateside PSC with my husband not to mention one by myself or one ACROSS THE WORLD!! Breathe Kara, breathe. Every little thing is gonna be alright....
We are potentially down to our last four months in Korea. I say "potentially" because it rests solely on where we are going. If we are heading back to the States, we will most likely be leaving early June so that we can enjoy a full summer with family and have time to get settled before Claire begins school. We caught wind today of what could be our next assignment. Although it is far from official word, all of a sudden my tummy is filled with butterflies. I had the privilege of teaching a little first grade girl who was one of a set of quadruplets. They (she and her sisters) are the most delightful little girls. They are well behaved and truly beautiful inside and out. Anyway, their family was due to PCS (military move) in December. I teased her that I was going to follow her and live down the road. While they were house hunting, I continually asked if there was a neighboring house for me. She'd laugh and giggle, not really sure if I was serious or not. Her Mom thought
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Chris - your post was really sweet! Military wives/moms are also heros and you are great to remember it (even if you did just recently go to a concert while your wife was driving across the country with a melting down claire!)