Edge of the Precipice

Linking up with Jen once again this Friday with 7 Quick Takes. We have lots going on in September. Let's get up to speed.

1. Well, the day has come. Today is my last day of work. This will be the first time in my life I am officially unemployed. Ever since I was fourteen, with the exception of one summer when I was fifteen and recovering from knee surgery, I have either been in school or working a summer job. Besides making for a lengthy security clearance questionnaire, I think it's shaped my personality. 

But this labor day, I will no longer be a laborer. How do we commemorate such an occasion? Well, Will is making me breakfast in the morning before work, work is throwing me a goodbye breakfast with all my coworkers, my coworkers are taking me out to lunch, and then it's happy hour for dinner. To summarize: we eat. And I wonder how I've been gaining so much pregnancy weight. Just kidding. I know how. 

2. Why am I leaving my job with nothing lined up? Oh, it's just that little ditty about my husband starting his military career. If all goes according to plan, he will be receiving his bar results in the next couple of days, his MPRE results in the next couple of weeks, and promptly swearing in to the North Carolina bar. (Hello, road trip!) Once he swears in as a lawyer, he then swears in as an Air Force officer (or so we are told). Then it's either to JAG School in Alabama or to our first base assignment wherever. I know it's a lot of confusing information with a lot of swearing. Suffice it to say I repeat it a lot and will be repeating it again in the future. 

3. Yes, this blog will may finally begin to get interesting. <-- Don't want to make any guarantees. After all that swearing, we should receive our first base assignment. Our fingers are crossed for Tampa or D.C., but we're keeping things realistic by envisioning life in Wichita Falls, Texas, or rural Louisiana.

4. We will also be finding out Baby Brez's gender. I first mentioned not sharing the baby's gender but our lovely Miami friends have offered to throw us a gender reveal party, which we just could not turn down. One of the hostesses with the mostesses asked me if booze should be served at the party, to which I responded "Hellz yes !!!" via text message. Very mature. In a last-ditch effort to appear sophisticated enough to raise and educate progeny, I added that alcohol could come in handy should our ultrasound tech be unable to determine gender. I mean, green cake and balloons with no alcohol and a large group of twenty-somethings would just be awkward. It could easily be turned into a September St. Patrick's Day party. Just remember some O'Doul's for Yours Truly.

5. I thought I wouldn't be, but I'm ready to move. We've only been in our current apartment for a little over a year, but I'm looking forward to the change. I'm even looking forward to purging and packing our belongings. I am even hoping to move into a smaller place so that we keep our belongings to a minimum, all part of the nomadic lifestyle. But, with two dogs, a fenced-in back yard sounds pretty nice and I'm sure they are hard to come by with a small house.

6. I finally looked into requirements for traveling abroad with pets now that we are getting closer to our move. Someone had scared the bejeezus out of me by telling me that dogs had to be quarantined for three to four months before they could go to places like England or Japan. Well, that was a big fat lie. They will probably not have to be quarantined at all. But doggy passports? Those are real, folks.

7. Since I bogged your Friday morning down with all these words today (well, I did bless you with doggy passports - are you not entertained?), I will conclude with this adorable #flashbackfriday pic:

Ace's first night home. Daisy's expectations of his future behavior were more realistic than ours.