“March”ing On… to the Next Duty Station

March already, and time for another resolution!

Last month, I was able to finish 10 crochet projects as part of my “Finish up February,” which sounds impressive, but when I’m being honest with you, 90% of the finishing was just weaving in the loose ends of yarn—the most tedious and boring part of the process.

It might explain why I get so close to being done with a scarf or a hat, then start something else. However, another victory to report—I only started two new projects. This is a big win for me, as evidenced by the fact that I had so many unfinished projects languishing in my craft closet.

It was a struggle coming up with a resolution for March, though.

The movers are coming tomorrow, at the time of this writing, to pack up our lives for PCS number five or six (Big Sarge and I have debates on whether or not to count Iraq as a PCS. I say yes, since we were both there together. He says no, it was a TDY. Either way, I have it on my “places the Army has sent us” wall in the house).

Anywho, we are PCSing, with all that entails. Living in a hotel in Alaska for 10 days while we wait for the ferry trip, which means eating out. Riding on a ferry for four days, which means no healthy food except what I bring. Five days of driving to Kentucky, staying in hotels at night, which means (again) not a great diet.

Sensing a pattern?

I guess McDonald’s does have salads…

However, I was talking to Big Sarge one morning last week, and he inspired me. He’s really good at that. He said to me, “You know, things are really working out. We’ve come a long way and things are really lining up for us,” and he’s right.

Less than 11 years ago, we were living in a tiny one-bedroom apartment in Fayetteville, North Carolina, in a complex that’s now off-limits to soldiers due to violence. I used to cut out pictures of house plans from magazines and put them in a binder. Now we are looking at buying land to build our “forever” house.

So this month, I’m going to stop complaining.

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I’m going to focus on how far we’ve come. I’m going to look at how well things are going.

We have two cars that are paid off.

We are moving closer to family.

We have a house ready to move into in Kentucky, in the neighborhood I really wanted.

We are moving together as a family for the first time ever.

We are getting Chick-fil-A again. (There’s no Chick-Fil-A in Alaska. It’s kind of a big deal.)

Will I slip up? Probably.

Will I make a list of the things that are going so well? Most definitely.

But will putting the kibosh on complaining for a month make me seem more grateful for how far we’ve come? Of course!

How will you focus on the positive this year? Share with us in the comments below! 

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2 thoughts on ““March”ing On… to the Next Duty Station

  • March 16, 2015 at 10:43 am
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    This is awesome! Good job focusing on the positive. Travel can be hard, but you’ll get through it and it’ll be so worth it!

    We’re PCS-ing soon too, to Fort Bragg. We just went house-hunting this weekend, and we weren’t overly impressed with the offerings, so I feel a bit like we’re back to square one—but I’m trying hard to stay positive!

    Good luck with everything 😀

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  • March 14, 2016 at 7:16 pm
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    Bridget~

    Fort Bragg was a wonderful duty station for us! I miss it often. 🙂 I know you will find a lovely house and you will make it a home. Good luck to you as well!

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