I'm stuck on the runway, waiting for take off. It's feeling stuffy, and crammed.
I need answers, but instead I'm stuck waiting.
Cody will be finding out within a week or two when we comes home next month for R&R. I'm hoping that it is in the later part of the month, considering we will still have more than half of the deployment to finish. Want to make plans for little trips while he is here, appointment for pictures, but I have to wait.
Tried talking to the wonderful people at the state about my application for certification, it could take another 30+ days to know anything. That makes it February or March, which is all when I need to start applying for jobs for the fall. But, I don't know what they are going to decide, so I won't know if I will even be certified, provisional, or SOL. Again, I wait.
I feel like there is so much I "should" be doing, but I can't get anything done without knowing the bigger answers. I'm here on the runway just waiting for the captain to make the announcement that we are finally headed to our destination.


