Some Big Happenings

As it always seems to go with our lives, we've had some big happenings, well, happen, in a very short time. This isn't atypical and I should have known that it would go this way by now, but I guess I had forgotten about this pattern after the lack of large things happening so quickly in recent times.

Here's a Run Down:

James' Impatient Therapy

We'd seen this one coming for a while. As hard as we, and some really spectacular people, fought, this was inevitable. The options boiled down to he either go or he get administratively discharged with no benefits. Because of the goals we have for ourselves, such as education, career, and one day starting our family (other than the fur baby), no benefits was no option. Off the table.

However, the swiftness of making this all happen was... not so swift. It took a month or two for them to work everything out, and then we were sprung with a date that gave us less than a week together before he was to leave. We were told that we'd have at least two weeks notice, but so much for that. Thanks, Air Force.

James left today (Sunday) and starts the program on the first. He'll be there for 28 days and comes back at the end of the month.

We got a dog! And then... we took it back to the shelter.

This was one that really pulled at my heart. With James leaving, I really wanted something that would help and be therapeutic to me. We had a cat in mind, but when we got to the shelter, there was an adorable little puppy that just called to us. We both fell in love with her.

However, this is a horrible case of just the wrong timing. Had we both been around to take care of her, she would have been such a good addition to our family. But, as the days went on with her, she began to become much more work than we had anticipated. Anticipated is really the wrong word, because that makes it come across as we didn't think it through. We thought it would be easy. Wrong. I wanted something to take care of, something to occupy my time. I wanted hard work. She was just too much.

As sweet as she was, she was a biter and the biting didn't stop. I am not unfamiliar to puppies. This little girl was just exceptional in the mouth department. And she needed more attention than I am mentally capable of giving at this time. The fact that she was really stressing out James, too, and really pulling at his PTSD levels didn't help.

Had he not had to leave and had both of us been a little more mentally sound, it would have worked. She would have been great. But, at the end of the day, we do need to care about ourselves most of all. I come first and James comes first. We knew she would get a home. Someone walked in right after us and wanted her. It just happened that what was best for us, right now, was to decrease the stress levels.

So, maybe another cat will be in our household soon. But, we are waiting on a dog until we have an idea of where we will be once this impatient treatment comes to a conclusion.

I mentioned my (and our) mental capacity.

Our families know of our conditions at this point, but not many outside of that circle are aware of what we are dealing with. I mentioned earlier that James is dealing with PTSD. I, myself, am dealing with psychological ailments, as well. I am very open with these things and have nothing to hide. It was just pertinent to me to have family know beforehand so we do not have the situation of them finding out through the great, wide internet rather than through a more personal interaction.

I have currently been diagnosed with G.A.D., which stands for generalized anxiety disorder, and EDNOS, which stands for eating disorder not otherwise specified. I know the newest version of the DSM will reclassify eating disorders and that diagnosis will change with it, but that is where it stands right now. This isn't something terribly new, not by any means, but it plays heavily into our future endeavors and it is, in my opinion, a fairly big deal. A big happening, if you will.


As far as right now, that is the extent of everything. Depending on how James does with impatient will determine quite a bit in terms of our life direction, such as if we'll be staying here or if we'll be heading back to CA to end the military chapter in our lives, but that bridge can only be crossed when we come to it in the next couple of months. Until then, here we are.