Slowly finding a new "normal"

I guess that in a lot of ways, I was completely unprepared for life (a) as an Army wife and (b) in Germany. I knew that I loved my husband enough to give up everything that I had in KY, to be with him regardless of where he went. I don't regret a single decision that I made in order to make that happen, but after living for almost 28 years in the same city, this move has been an adjustment in many more ways than I could ever imagine.

We were extremely fortunate to be able to turn down the first housing option that was offered to us, simply because our lack of transportation made it absolutely impossible for it to be feasible for us. It was off post, and while a shuttle service was offered, it didn't come at times that would allow him to make it to PT on time, and then to work on time. After explaining our situation, we ended up with on post housing, and have been there for a full week now, while others who PCS'd at the same time as us are still staying in guest housing. Being the wife of an enlisted Soldier, I am also sort of an anomaly, with the approval of our concurrent travel. The Boy's orders changed 4 times from the first time he was told he was going Germany. They told us to travel under the last set of orders he had, which had concurrent travel for us to Schweinfurt. They changed orders once we arrived to Frankfurt, to send us to his current duty station - which meant that if they had changed orders before we left the states, we probably wouldn't have been able to keep the "concurrent" portion.

Though we do have housing, it's still just a house for us right now. Home, hopefully, will come next week when our stuff starts coming in. Keep in mind, we haven't seen our stuff for almost 2 months. I'm looking forward to finally being able to open all the fun stuff I got for the wedding, like new pots & pans, new crockpot (thank goodness for the dual 220 & 110 electricity we have), etc.

Since we haven't gotten our stuff yet, but had to leave guest housing, we had to borrow furniture from the Army. The German man that is in charge of the office here helped the Boy fill out the paperwork - typical stuff such as a couch, coffee table, 2 chairs, lamp, bed... and when it was delivered this past Monday, we received what was on the list - but only a bed frame, no mattress. We thought we would manage without a problem by taking out the cushions from the couch & chairs, but we quickly found out they were attached. Sleeping on the floor was not an option, because of course, earlier in the evening, I saw the biggest, scariest spider I'd ever seen in my life - and I screamed at my husband "OH MY GOD!! KILL IT!!! KILL IT!!!" I was terrified the spider had a friend that was going to come eat my head while I slept. So, what did we do? Funny story about that... the Boy slept on the couch, and I moved the coffee table between the chairs, laid down a blanket for some cushion, and slept there. What are you supposed to do when faced with a bad situation? Make the best of it, of course! I was fine, I am not looking for pity - it is really a funny story that I am sure I will remember about this PCS to Germany.

The OIC of the Boy's clinic ended up giving us an air mattress yesterday that we slept on last night. All is well in our household, and I get my bed back on Monday. :) Maybe then, I can start looking for my "new normal" and really start my life here in Germany.