It seems like such an easy decision to make. Marriage before money. Yet, when it comes down to it, I have found myself with an extereme lack of faith. Nellie is now eligible to move out to Texas with me, which is fantastic. What it means though is another move…one which, at the moment, I have no idea how we're going to afford. The Air Force pays for some things, alot of things, actually, but not everything. I've let this get into my brain, and now, I actually found myself pitting the options against each other. What's 5 more months, right? Wrong. Marriage certainly wasn't intended to be spent this way. I called Nellie yesterday and told her I didn't care about the finances…she was coming out ASAP. The dorms are driving me crazy. I told myself I was done with dorms when I left college and with roommates when I got married. Wrong on both accounts. So, if you think about us, throw up a prayer or two as we try to acclimate ourselves to what could become a lifestyle for the next, oh, 19 1/2 years or so.
By the way, Bob, if you read this. I had a dream last night and you were in it. You were an action hero. It was quite comical. Someday I will invent the device that allows people to record their dreams like TiVO. I wanna see how many people straight up lie about their dreams. Probably alot of them. But I'm serious about Bob. No kidding. Action hero. Cheesy lines and everything.