So my darling husband has put in another attempt to get us out of Cheyenne. There is a special duty lying in the heart of the Southeast, at Moody AFB in Valdosta, Georgia. We swore we wouldn't go back to the South, but at this point, we're desperate. This job would keep Tony away from home a lot, but that's nothing new to us anyway.
It would also put me 4 hours from South Carolina, where one of my three BFF's lives, and 12(ish) hours from Baltimore, near Tony's parents. There are a lot of upsides to this potential move, but it is in God's hands.
With any luck, either his UAV package or this one will work out. We desperately need to go somewhere, do something, anything, to get away from where we are now.