1. It is now less than one month until I am on my way to the MIA for a little fun in the sun and our cruise. It seriously can't get here soon enough. We've pre-booked a cute place in Miami for the night, as well as our excursions and entertainment on the cruise. I don't want to think about a thing once I step foot out of St. Louis except about where the next tasty cocktail is coming from.
2. I have had a heck of a week, physically. My doctor put me on new meds for my migraines, which worked pretty well (yay!), but caused severe insomnia. I stopped functioning like a normal human being, so I stopped taking them. Today I have to go in for a thyroid test and a test for a possible mass that may be releasing adrenaline unnecessarily in my body. Fun?!
4. I am still in the "I don't want to move" phase. Denial, I think it's called?! Anyways, I think I am starting to drive Joel nuts with my attitude about this. Of course I'll move, and I'm sure it will be fine, but I'm really bummed out about the whole thing. We finally got our tentative command sponsorship, and were told that we have to live on base (my nightmare), but even having some finality on things isn't making me feel better.