You all know about the frigid Midwest, right?
Our stint in CA is quite temporary--we're here long enough for the Cat Daddy to do some training, and then we're off to the frozen tundra for 4 years while he puts said training to good use. I was REALLY hoping not to go to North Dakota. Montana would be OK, but of all the options I wanted Wyoming, mostly because of the base's proximity to civilization, friends, airports, and such.
Well, guess what--it's Wyoming.
The Cat Daddy met with one of his new bosses today, and she was surprised that he hadn't been told yet what his follow-on assignment would be. So she made a call and said something like "Where's the Cat Daddy going?" and they told her.
While ND would have fed my martyr complex to no end, my healthy side is entirely grateful. We will be within a half day's drive of the Z's, the mothership (Eddie Bauer Outlet), and some fantastic skiing. And DIA, so people can get to us fairly easily, and vice versa. To be fair, I probably shouldn't call it the "frozen tundra" anymore. Maybe something like "land of tumbleweeds and snowy ranches"?? I'll have to think on that one...
And oh-by-the-way he also found out that the "6-8 months" here is really more like "5 1/2 months," which caught me by surprise, but I think after some processing I'll decide that I feel neutral about it.
But I'd better go find some beaches to jog on, posthaste. No time to waste...