The pokey bits in the foreground are the mall parking garage. The Washington Monument is on the right, and the Pentagon is the hugely massive building taking up the rest of the space. |
Last Tuesday the powers that be handed out the bid list for available postings--and no, I can't tell you what the options are, if I did I'd have to kill you--and it suddenly hit me that this is REAL and we're in it for good. And then I freaked out. Mike, being Mike, did nothing of the sort, and we've spent the days since then researching possible posts and weighing pros and cons like we actually had enough information to make a real decision, and also as if our decision would impact anything at all. Basically, we get to rank the available postings from "yes please send us here" to "over my dead body", and then the people in charge send us wherever they need us. We have to submit our list tomorrow morning, and then we'll find out where exactly we're going next Wednesday (so get your guesses in before then!). It's both exciting and pants-wettingly terrifying, so mostly I try to think about other things.
So! Now that the blog is up and running again, what would you like me to write about? What would you like to hear about our increasingly bizarre life? I will do my best to provide basic information and tell funny and interesting stories, but if there are specifics you want, please ask for them. I'll try to deliver (unless it's classified, which is something I never ever thought I would say and makes me feel like I'm in some bad spy movie).
Cheers!
Mrs. Hawsmo