Today is my birthday. The big 2-4. I actually forgot it was my birthday until I got a text from one of my friends this morning. Dan forgot too. Before you get too upset, just know that we have been insanely busy trying to get everything done with paperwork and stuff. The Army requires a ridiculous amount of things from you when you move to a new place. We signed the lease on our house this morning, so happy birthday to me! Maybe next week Dan and I will celebrate, but even if we don't it's not a big deal. Birthdays just aren't as big a deal as they used to be once you have a baby. Her birthdays are way more special.
Here's a depressing/funny story for you:
Right now we're staying on base in a navy hotel and every time we've left the base Dan has been with me. Well, yesterday I decided to go pick up some food from Domino's and left Dan in the hotel room. When I tried to get back on base with just my driver's license they were absolutely shocked. He asked me if I had anything else to show him besides my DL, which confused me, and I said no. Apparently I need a dependent ID. What? So, he wouldn't let me on the base and instead sent me to the pass office. So, I can't get on the base without Dan, I can't get a dependent ID without Dan, and I was just stuck unable to get home. Every person I talked to just said the same thing, that I need a dependent ID, I kept replying that I understand that, but my husband is in the hotel room on base, which I can't get to, and so he can't come get me or help me out. If they could just let me on base I could go get him and show that he is in the Army, but no. I was stranded for about an hour until a lady (after laughing for quite a while at my predicament) took pity on me and gave me a temporary visitor's pass. Hallelujah. Apparently if your husband is in the military you can't do anything without him. You don't matter. You're nothing. Period. Stupid Army.