Good things

First Thing:
I have tried very hard to be motivated but it has come to no avail. However, I think I found that motivation this weekend and so now I'm going to be back on track with all of this work I have to do. I am going to work on my very first job application tonight (it's not really an application, just submitting a resume and cover letter) to probably the most perfect entry level position in the world. However, it's in Washington, D.C. I would totally love to live there (well in the "area") away from everything. Really start a new life together. Neither one of us would become a part of a life that already exists. It would be completely new. But really, it's the promise of a start in the career I've dreamed of for such a long time. I'm almost too nervous to submit my resume and cover letter. I am praying that this is what my future is going to be (for the next X number of years). I know that this is what I want. However, where would Nate go to school? That is the one question that keeps my mind preoccupied amidst all the excitement of the promise of a new life. Where would he be stationed at? Where would he work? There are so many questions about his unknown. I know he doesn't preoccupy himself with all of these questions but I do. If I get this job . . . well . . . all of my unknowns are known. But Nate's would just begin. This is where the give and take begins. My dream job (entry level of course) for lots of uncertainty for him. Stability for him and a mundane job in a "field" that isn't necessarily ideal. The question I now will ask myself is who goes first? Who gives first? (I guess that's a little premature, I have yet to finish my cover letter. I can't put all my eggs in one basket . . .)

Second Thing:
So a little birdie told my little birdie that he heard from another little birdie that he should be leaving on April 5. FORTY DAYS!!!! So my little birdie told me that he should be home around April 6 or 7. That means there are 42 days left of this . . . . what's the word . . . I'm still not sure. Of course all of this is tentative. But it's still nice to kind of have some sort of date. After all, a date is better than no date. A date means its real. A date means that he is for real coming home. And soon!!!