Packing

What fun. I mean really.

Compounding the joy of packing is that the new apartment complex where tappu and I want to live (inasmuch as I'll be living there). Seems they want iron-clad proof of my potential income with the Marines when I get activated, and pointing at my Leave and Earning Statement, then pointing at an active duty pay chart isn't enough. They want something on letterhead, giving a start date. Like anyone knows exactly when we'll be starting.

Hopefully we can figure it out soon enough. I'd hate to leave the wife hanging with uncertainty about moving back to Michigan while I go off. Not the stuff coolness is made of.

And then there's family emergencies by the truckload, and holiday planning craziness and... yeah... When do I get to leave again?