So my hubby is thinking about joining the Air Force.
I gotta say I'm pretty excited, since it is something that he's wanted to do for a long time, but also because the benefits are great.
And let's be honest, who DOESN'T love a man in uniform? ;)
I think my hubby is making the right decision, and for the right reasons, but I also worry about him getting deployed. I just hope that he won't get hurt when he does get deployed. I'm also kinda excited about getting stationed somewhere. Steven really wants to go to Ramstein AFB and stay there for a while. I think it'd be great to live in a different country. Anywhere outside of this state would be great, although I would much rather stay here than go, say, to Wyoming or Idaho or something like that. I'm also happy because the military will be able to pay for his schooling, so he'll be able to go back to school when he's ready and we won't have to worry about saving up enough money for him to be able to go back.
Anyway, I'm kind of excited. Nothing is set as of right now, so I guess we'll see where life takes us.
I'm doing well in school; I have 3 A's for sure, maybe a B+ or A-, and a B. It's A LOT of work, but I'm keeping up. I gotta say, it's nice to not have to work so I can concentrate in school. I have my husband to thank for that, since he works for the both of us. I'm very happy about my accomplishments, but I still have a long way to go, and I have to work harder than I'm already working to ensure I keep doing well.
One of my friends isn't doing so well in school. I wish I could help her because I know she works hard, but she just isn't studying as hard as she should be. Mostly because she has no time. I wish I could tell her that I support her and that I know she can accomplish many things if she just put school as her number one priority.
That's kinda out of the blue, but it's been bothering me. I just want to help, but I dunno how to bring it up so I don't hurt her feelings or act like I'm parenting her or something. I guess I just want everyone to succeed and I feel responsible for my friends?
I dunno.
Back to my life, I guess.
It's going pretty okay. I've been sick, but I've been holding up all right. Mostly because I want to make sure I don't get behind in my school work. Speaking of which, I have like two exams next week, plus a quiz for my zoology class. I seriously can't wait until I'm a doctor. I was having doubt before, but I'm confident I can do it now. It's hard work, but I'm very confident in my abilities to succeed. I'm just so excited about what the future holds. I can't wait till we can just grow wings and fly, not literally. I'm just so in love with my husband and our cute little family of four. <3 I don't think I could've been more by the blessed by the Goddess. I have the most amazing husband in the world, a wonderful chubby cat who loves to spend time with me, and an adorable baby kitten who is just the cutest little fluffy thing in the world.
In short, I love my family. I love my husband and my kitties. <3
Now comes the sad part of the past few days.
My dog is very sick. We don't know what's wrong with him, but my dad took out a $500 loan so we can take him to the vet and get him checked out. I really hope it's nothing serious and that we can take care of it quickly and without much expenses. I'd do anything for my dog, but we just don't have the money to care for him right now, and I'm worried. I hope whatever he has can be taken care of cheaply so we can actually get him the help he needs. I also hope he won't die, which I don't think will happen but I still worry because that's just what I do. I love him so much, I don't want anything to happen to him.
I think he has some sort of neurological disease that's affecting his spinal cord nerves. I hope it's nothing that serious, but I also hope it's nothing worse. I hope he's just constipated like last time... that would be easier to fix and he won't hurt after we take care of it. I just want my sweet little puppy to be all right; I hate seeing him down all the time unable to move because everything hurts him so much. He actually peed himself because he was in so much pain he couldn't get up to go downstairs and do his business.
I feel like crying, but I want to stay optimistic and hope that everything turns out okay.
I guess we'll just have to wait until tomorrow.
Love,
Andrea~!
