I am beyond excited about this post, because in just a little bit, I’m going to let you in on where we’re (hopefully) moving to this summer. I came up with clever and creative ways to tell you guys where we’re going, but I kept ruining my plans by eating, drinking, or forgetting ingredients for the foods/drinks I was going to take pictures of. Confused? Hang in there and keep reading.
Actually, before I say anything else, I need to say this: We’re about 98% sure this is going to happen and have received a type of verbal confirmation. Orders won’t be cut until June (i.e. we can’t make any actual or solid plans without military orders in our grubby little hands), but our PCS (permanent change of station) should be processed by the end of February, meaning: we’ll be in the system for our move and things will be around 99% sure then. That said, we all know the military and the crazy shenanigans they like to pull. So while we’re fairly certain this is it, they can always pull the rug out from underneath us and send us somewhere completely different. I’m just laying that out there in case they change their mind and I’m back here writing a woe-is-us post in a few weeks.
But! If the above doesn’t happen and they send us where they say they’re sending us, this August we’ll be living in….
We still can’t believe it, and we’re crossing my fingers and toes this doesn’t fall through. There is SO much to do between now and August that it makes my brain hurt when I try thinking about everything. Luckily, I “know” two lovely bloggers (Amanda at Adventures in Italia and Melissa at New Girl on Post) who have offered to answer all of my questions in return for some vino!
I promise to document (i.e. take lots of pictures and videos) of our journey out there. In the mean time, my husband and I are going to enjoy our last few months in Georgia and start prepping for our move. This will be my first PCS, so I’ll welcome any advice you have for things I can do before we get our orders.
I’m sure I should’ve waited until it was processed, but it’s not like me to keep news like this in, and it’s getting to the point where I can’t remember who I’ve told—I seriously don’t know what I’m going to do when I get pregnant! If it changes, it changes, and we’ll deal with that if it happens.
I’ve been to Italy a few times and always dreamed of living there, so this will literally be a dream come true!