Anger, Sorrow, Giddiness...

All experienced in one day. How, you ask? Allow me to tell you this wonderful story.

You may know that I am trying desperately to move to GA where my hubby is currently in AIT. Friday, he spent his morning finalizing all the paperwork. We were under the impression that all was set to go and that I'd be moving on Tuesday. WRONG!

Apparently, a fax was never sent from one fort to the other because of a number change. Why everyone wasn't informed of this change, I have NO idea. That's another story though. So, when I called to confirm that the movers were coming tomorrow I was met with, "We never received a fax confirming____." And I was also informed that they couldn't come tomorrow because "that's not the way it works." Wow. And this is AFTER I spent AN HOUR waiting for the freaking transportation office to answer their dadgum phone!!!!! Seriously, doesn't the Army have people that do that?! Obviously not, because I spent most of my day hearing the endless "ring, ring" on the other end praying that someone - anyone - would pick up. So, after receiving that lovely news, I proceeded to call the base where hubby is at to see what the problem was. I was met with a lovely lady who proceeded to tell me that she could not help me because my goods weren't coming there yet. Seriously, I almost came through that phone and strangled the woman after speaking to her a total of 3 times on the phone...in all of which she told me she couldn't help me. The 4th time I called back, I finally got a HELPFUL woman on the phone who sent the fax...only for the other base not to get it again because of the number change.

So, back to the phones for Sarah! After several phone calls, I finally reached a wonderful, amazing, sweet girl who talked me through the rest of the process. She even walked over to Outbound Transportation and made sure someone would talk to me! =) I just wanted to hug her! After another phone call - and email sent to - this wonderful woman, I was informed that the earliest they good move my "goods" would be Dec. 3/4. =( Sad day.

So far we have anger (annoying lady on the phone who refused to help me) and sadness (no way they can move me tomorrow).

So, after all that I finally was able to call one of my lovelies and tell her all the junk that had happened that day. She'd seen my status on facebook regarding my moving issues and sent me a text. She reminded me that even though I couldn't move, I could still go to GA, sign the lease for the new apartment and spend the rest of the week with him. The "giddy" part was when we started picturing "Thanksgiving on the floor". =D We won't have a stick of furniture in that place, and we're going to spend Thanksgiving there!!! Picture this: an apartment with nothing but a futon/air mattress (haven't decided which I'd rather purchase), a laptop with speakers, tons of DVDs, Thanksgiving dinner in the oven, paper plates, paper towels, plastic silverware, plastic cups, a bottle of wine, and our crazy puppy!! LOL!!!! This is most definitely going to be a holiday we never forget!!!

Oh, the Frustration!

Who knew that it took the Army half a million years to do anything!!! Why on earth does it take 10-15 days for them to deposit money into my account so that we can pay the deposit on our apartment? I mean, does it really take that long? Sure, the paper work has to be "approved". I still soooo do NOT get it!!! Basically, they're telling me it takes at the very least 10 days for them to approve some freaking paperwork. Really? Get some better help or something. Geez.

So, this means that the whole moving thing is totally up in the air. I have to call the apartments tomorrow to see if they'll work with us and delay the payment of our deposit (along with those lovely BS fees, as I like to call them). I'm hoping and praying that they will, considering it is a military town. Joe is going to go to finance to see about possible temporary housing as well as go to transportation to see when they can get here to move all our stuff. Hopefully, even if the apartments won't work with us, the Army can set us up with some sort of housing until we either get a paycheck or the DLA money. *sigh* What a long and drawn out process.

I'm totally frustrated. My phone call with Joe tonight consisted of me raising my voice and trying to figure out what in the world he wanted me to do...I think we talked in circles for a good 20 minutes too. I felt so bad that we were arguing because it's not like we can see each other every day. I know it's not his fault that it takes them so long to do things, but I also think (sometimes) that if he'd taken care of this a month ago, we wouldn't be having this problem now! Ugh. This totally sucks. I know that I shouldn't try to plan every aspect of my life and just let God handle it all, but it's so incredibly hard! Sometimes, I just want things to turn out the way I plan. I was hoping for that this time, but no cigar. =( Please pray for me, for patience, peace, and guidance...pray that the apartments will be willing to work with us and delay our deposit payment. I miss being with my hubby, and I just want to be with him as soon as possible.

I miss this cute boy and his silliness. =)