Could this be the week? #milspouse

I’m really hoping this will be the week.  The week we finally receive official PCS orders.  The week we can finally start planning out the next year.  The week I can finally know where I’ll be living six months from now.  The week I can finally know where my daughter will be going to school this winter and spring.

We’ve been in a holding pattern since the spring, y’all.  I’ve watched friends get their orders and move without an issue.  Some of our friends are even preparing their wish lists for next transfer season.  Meanwhile, we’ve been waiting on paperwork and approvals and red tape.  It’s been months since the process started and we’re no where near closer to finding out the outcome than we were in June.

I’m an obsessive planner {shocker, I know}.  Waiting around for months on end is slowing driving me insane.  Not to mention fall is already here.  If we are moving north, I want to do it ASAP.  No one wants to PCS in winter when it’s snowing and freezing cold outside.

TH was out of work all last week and we were on the road again, so I’m hoping this week brings an email or phone call with a little bit of clarity.

We do know the options for the outcome, but it doesn’t make it any easier to plan.  We’re either:  a) staying put until next transfer season and moving to location X  b) moving to location X now on short notice c) waiting around for location Y to open and moving whenever it does finally open.  And, of course, with the military there’s always an option we haven’t heard of or considered yet that can get thrown into the mix.

My best case scenario involves us staying put until the spring.  Bunny can finish the year out here and we can start anew on a normal transfer cycle.  That’s the one I pray for every night.  I also would prefer moving to location X over Y.  Living in a major city as compared to one where the nearest Target is 1.5 hours away wins hands-down.  At this point, though, I just want to know either way.  Just give me some answers, people.

I just hope we hear something soon.  I’m not sure my sanity can handle the uncertainty for much longer.