Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Spouse Orientation Day!

Sounds fun, right?  Well let's rewind to this morning: Hubby's alarm goes off at exactly 5:00 on the nose...cue the obnoxious default iPhone alarm tone now.  So just in case you haven't already picked up on this, I am a very slow riser.  There is no use even trying to talk to me before I have had some coffee or a hot shower because my mind reverts into caveman mode and all you will get out of me are primitive grunts and moans.  That being said, I obviously didn't bolt out of bed the minute the alarm went off, and Hubby therefore felt the need to start shaking me and playing 20 questions about whether or not I was still going to be accompanying him to the orientation.  At FIVE fricking a.m. BEFORE MY MORNING COFFEE!

I hoisted off the covers and hastily barrel rolled off the air mattress.  I snatched my phone and shined the dim screen light as my makeshift flashlight in attempts to avoid busting my shins (something I'm quite great at) on the boxes forming the obstacle course better known as our bedroom.  I finally made it to the bathroom and started the shower to make sure it was nice and toasty by the time I got in...then I realized I hadn't started my coffee yet.  Dangit.  I headed out into the kitchen, hurdled over the baby gate we have set up to keep Diezel confined (for pottying reasons), dumped some poorly  unmeasured grounds and water into the coffee pot and hit the magical green button to begin brewing.

Meanwhile, as I'm beginning to head back to the bathroom, I caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of my eye - I was mid-step with my leg raised over the baby gate, readying myself for the awkward hop over.  Mind you, I didn't have my glasses on so my vision was a bit on the fuzzy side.  I am still able make things out, they are just a bit blurred.  I noticed that the large bin that the two boas are usually in looked unusually empty...whatever.  I got to the other side of the baby gate and then it hit me: THE FRICKING SNAKES ARE NOT IN THEIR CAGE...PANICPANICPANICPANIC.  These boas are approximately 6 and 1/2 feet and the other is 9 feet...a potential threat to our other more furry (and small) household members.  So I woke Hubby up and the hunt began.  For him.  I immediately scooped up Grizzly and Diezel, and after making sure that the bathroom was "safe" I shut them in there with me until the snakes could be located.

Small Snakey

Big Snakey

The smaller one ended up being wrapped around the outside of the bin they are kept in - so it was really no big deal.  But, of course, we were having a heck of a time finding the larger snake...the one that actually would look at Grizzly and/or Diezel as a potential meal.  Not to mention, these snakes haven't eaten in a while so there is no doubt that they are hungry.  The time neared for us to get ready to head out to the base and the larger snake still hadn't been recaptured.  There wasn't time for any more panic (it seems like Hubby and I are always running late...well I am always running late; what can I say, I like my hot showers!) so I shut Grizzly in the bathroom and Diezel in the laundry room: two rooms we knew were safe.  Then off we were to MacDill!

I was so beyond pumped to meet other milspouses...ones that were in my same situation: brand new baby Air Force wives to brand new baby Airmen.  Something about still not having met anyone my age yet and not getting much human interaction on a day-to-day basis made this opportunity a very exciting (and promising) one.  Of course, I was the only spouse there.  No jokes.  I wanted to get back in the car, make the 45 minute trek back to the house, and crawl back into bed!  But that wasn't an option - obviously I couldn't leave Hubby stranded out there with no ride back to the house, so I was in it to win it.  The orientation turned out to be extremely informative and beneficial - all of you other brand new baby milspouses out there reading this: GO IF YOU HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY!  You would be a dummy not to take advantage of it!

We were briefed in many areas (and by we I mean me - the spouse - and the Airmen) including the family resource center, TriCare, the base hospital, and many more topics all in addition to a base tour.  I got to see the official private beach on base, the skeet range (definitely going to spend a few afternoons out there!), the golf courses, lodging facilities, and loads more.  They briefed the Airmen on getting the most "bang for their buck" out of their MGI/post 911/tuition assistance, and opened the doors to many education and networking outlets for the spouses.

What I learned: As a new spouse or even an Airman at a new base, do not seclude yourself!  No one ever got anywhere in life by going to their job and immediately returning to their dorm/house and wasting the rest of the night texting, in front of the TV, or on the internet!  Go out and meet people and network - you never know what kinda opportunities may come from simply knowing the right people.

All in all, it was a really long day.  I was so glad to be home.  Hubby had a hankering for a steak, so we stopped at Publix on our way back to the house.  I'm not sure what kinda food you all eat, but Hubby is a big meat man - he would be happy eating just a slab of meat for every meal, day in and day out.  Well, these were quite the thick and ginormous steaks, so I tried mine rare.  Gross, right? But it was actually so good!  The taste was the same as a normal steak, but the texture was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before.  And by rare I'm meaning practically raw - there were some cooler spots still in the middle.  Not sure that I would ever specially request a rare steak again, but it was kind of interesting to try.  But boy, what a day.  I will be crashing and out like a light the minute my head hits the pillow to night, that is for sure!

For all of you milspouses out there, did you attend an orientation like what I described above at your first assignment location?

Oh and yes, we did end up finding the larger snake!  She was curled up on the floor of our pantry (luckily significantly below where all of the food is kept)


8 comments:

  1. The first thing that came out of my mouth when i saw this photos was " Holy Moses" i almost fainted.. Sad to say i hate snakes.. Well glad to be part of your blog and i look forward reading more.. Following via GFC

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  2. I didn't ever go to an orientation like that, but I have heard good things about them. My husband had been at Ft. Meade for a year before I got there, so he basically knew everything there was to know.

    P.S. You sound like me in the morning.. so not a morning person until I am good and awake. Even then it's debatable.

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  3. Ha ha ha, that whole using your phone as a flashlight is exactly what I do. once I finally stop hitting "snooze" and I manage to crawl out of bed, I use my "flashlight" to find whatever I'm going to throw on after my shower and then head to the bathroom.
    I wouldn't want to BE anywhere at 5 am! That's absurd.

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  4. I attended heartlink at our old base since I was new to military life but not the area and I learned so much. We didn't get a tour though, so I am quite jealous. I would love to attend heartlink at our new base if they offer it and I am not working or anything. We just missed the most recent class.

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  5. Are you at MacDill? I just got here a little while ago and would love to meet someone with no children. Haha.

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    1. Yah! I am so sorry I didn't see this comment sooner...but still no children (proud to say)! :) I'd love to hear more from you!

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  6. My husband and I just moved down to MacDill earlier this year, but we weren't married until about a month ago. I am completely and utterly clueless when it comes to the military world and I wish I could go to the orientation this week, but sadly I have to work and wasn't able to rearrange my schedule. Just have to wait until the next one! I also got my first experience with a group of military wives last night...out of about 8 I was the only one without children (all of the others had at least 2) and possibly the oldest at 31. Crazy! It was a bit of an eye opener. I'm enjoying reading your posts!

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    1. I definitely know what you mean--it's so difficult to find any military couples without children despite their age.

      Hope you enjoy the area. There's so much to do!

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