We are here!

We made it!

I survived my first PCS, despite having been married to the military for the last 4 and a half years - most people move twice in that time frame. We've never moved once.

The drive was long. Dreadfully boring.

In southern Illinois, there is a mix of flat farmland and rolling hills.

In Missouri, there is flat farmland.

In Arkansas, there is more flat farmland.

In Tennessee, there is Memphis, which is sort of interesting, I guess.

In Mississippi, there are trees. Trillions of them. Maybe even googles of them. Seriously, if I never see another pine tree in my life after driving down I-55 for 5 hours, I will be happy.

We have our house.



The movers came on Saturday. We're unpacked and settled in except for a couple of odds and ends.

We've been to the beach several times. I've found the gym and unlike the gym back at Scott, this one actually has an AC that works. If it weren't so hot and humid, I'd stick to running outside on the rubberized track.

We're starting to get into our routine, though we won't really be into it until my husband starts back to work. The little one isn't sure what to think of the new place. All I know is that she didn't have windows at her height to look out of at our old apartment, but here she can see out of them all and they have door handles that she knows how to open, so I have mini panic attacks several times a day as she attempts to open the front and back doors and let herself outside. I don't even trust her in the backyard because the gate doesn't latch very well and it's simple to open. So simple a 2 year old can do it with ease.

Well, until we meet again!