What a month it is turning into

And it is not over yet. George is getting ready to go, still strattling the fence on the marraige issue, I am not holding my breath, just praying for him to make the right decision, but in the meantime, I am moving on in my personal life and preparing to be alone again. I can only pray. The sherriff's dept has declined to pursue me for hire, police dept won't even interview me, and I am on an application rampage again. My unit administrator called yesterday, the holding unit I am actually assigned to until I am MOS Qed has a school slot for me without needing a PT test to go, I am all happy, he calls back today, it is not one school slot, it is BOTH phase one AND two back to back. Four weeks of active duty for training. Starting the fifth of March. Until the first of April. The whole freakin month that I am supposed to be packing to move. OMG, this is going to be fun! I am going to have to get as much done the first three days of the month as possible before I start my training, cause I am not going to have a lot of time once I start it. But I will pull it off. Just might be paying my landlord a little more money for cleaning and damages than I planned. I will have to get the rug cleaner in here a little earlier than I planned. We will see how it all works out in the end.