Chris was having massive trouble with getting shit done to leave island cause everyone else was being a dipshit. He got told friday, when medical final got back to him, that the ship had disaproved- but it wasn't official. He's still cleared for school though so still leaving same time.
So we do the absolute last minute run around trying to get everything together since he's leaving in 10 days. Still hadn't heard anything from John about my ERD. He had informed me via email that he had turned in the paperwork 3 weeks previous, even though he origionaly told me he was going to file 2 months ago. It takes typicaly 2-3 weeks for said paperwork to be processed. So since I will be royaly fucked once Chris leaves, having no home, no job, no friends that can help and an ex who is being a prick will do that. We went to John's command yesterday to inform the head honcho of the situation. He says he'll look into it and see if he can "grease the wheels." The catch is that although its an emergency situation for me, he has an exercise going on all week and a general due there for inspection later that day. So in true military fashion, he'll get around to it next week when its more convient for him. Meaning he'll get ahold of me next week at the earliest once its too late.
Now Chris recieved a phone call this morning saying his orders had been officialy cancled, at 6 days till due to leave. And we already have vet apointements for the cats to get their health certificate and last shots, the movers scedualed and all the bill people and the landlord informend of the the cross continent move. The schoolhouse will not take Chris without orders and he has to go to school before he can go to his next duty station. He'll be here a minimum of 1-2 months while the bearucratic red tape is sorted through and they get around to issuing new orders. Then his detach date depends on how long it is till the schoolhouse's next set of ST Sup courses. Two of his coworkers are sedualed to attend the same set of corses at the same school in Novemeber. The course lasts 3 1/2 months and I cannot come with him to San Diego since he cannot get clearance for me to acompany him.
Back track to yesterday... The commander Chris and I talked to is the same one that all ERD paperwork must be turned into. If he doesn't know about it, that means it hasn't been filed. So John gets his ass in a sling for not taking care of buisness. So one of two things will happen my erd gets filled asap and pushed through quick so I can't bother john's command. Or they will take their sweet time since they were informed today that the situation was no longer an emergency. Considering the history of erd, almost exclusivly used for getting rid of soon to be ex's, the former is most likly. So I'll end up home potentialy as early as next week and will be seperated from Chris till March of next year. 10 months.
So yeah basicaly I'm fucked, Chris is fucked and niether of us have any idea of when we will be able to leave here.












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Zwei Dinge sind unendlich, das Universum und die menschliche Dummheit, aber beim Universum bin ich mir nicht ganz sicher
...and i want to thank you for chosing my poem, "Truth" as a favorite of yours. It's one that i enjoyed writing with its intensity.
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I'm not the most social person on DA, but I do appreciate your input a lot
Take care,
jaders
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I love Madison! Kick-ass times out there. :sings:
-BoB
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"There were endless conversations,
No one's mouths were really moving."
~Ugly Casanova, Things I don't Remember
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