The two year itch

After being in the Army eight years, and having moved five times, it seems only natural every two years to start wonder "What next?".

Japan is the longest we will have ever been in one place. Right now we are comming to that two year mark! We have never made it to the two year mark without being on orders to go someplace else. It is honestly a bit un-nerving not to know where we go for here, even though I know we still have two years left. It's getting to that point though, where your friends start to move and new people start to come in and you are the person whose been here "forever".

I have already been looking at housing at our next possible locations, and checking out the bases on-line. It seems silly to be looking so early, but I can't seem to help it. I want to have a plan, I want to know what to expect. But that won't happen for at least another year. I am half hoping we get recruiting duty next, so we can be fairly close to home. I really really miss my family and would love the ability to visit often. And my hubby would be away from Iraq/Afganistan for another three year. The othe half of me however doesn't want to go three years with my hubby working 5-9 and the kids barley seeing him for some very important years on their lives. And yet, they wouldn't see him for 12-15 months straight it he went to the sandbox. :sigh: I hate thinking about this stuff, but I can't seem to help it. Every two year it is there without fail "So what happens now, where am I going to."