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Okay you guys.  This is it - my very last post from Korea.  I have spent the last two days tying up various loose ends in between long periods of doing absolutely nothing.  Well, okay, so I’ve spent an ungodly amount of time at the gym, and there WAS the amateur mani/pedi I gave myself, but all in all: basically I  have been indulging my inner cat - laying in the patch of sun on my bed, snoozing when I feel like it, reading when I don’t.  On Thursday I ‘final out’, as we call it in the military, which is just another term for signing out of the base, forever. 

Things I will miss about Korea:  Yakimandu.  Green slime.  Great friendships.  Not having a car.   
Things I won’t miss about Korea:  Everything else.

I arrive in the States on Friday, for what John says is a weekend spent doing a final cleaning of the old house.  I say: pshhh…have fun with THAT.  I might, in between long overdue appointments for various girlie things, pitch in with some…direction and supervision, but…only if I can be handsomely rewarded for my efforts with ice cream.  John?

Next Thursday, I’ll be in Germany.  The one thing I know for sure about this next week or two: the jet lag is going to suck. 

Of course, expect sporadic posts for the next week or so, until we can get settled. 

I’m going home!!!

Auf Wiedersehen!!!

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You know, it’s really fortunate that I am in such a fabulous mood because everything I did today I showed up at exactly the wrong time.  For example - I went to the clinic for the redo urine test, bladder fully…stocked.  I had to wait 1.5 hours because they were behind.  It was potty dance hell.  It was so bad I couldn’t move, and all I could do was stare longingly at the bathroom door, reliving every other time I had ever peed in my life.  Did that make it worse?  Well, sure, but before arriving I had had two cups of coffee and 1.5 bottles of water and let me tell you - there was NOTHING going to make it better.  At the bitter end, when I was either going to go in my pants or die, the lab tech called me to the window.  Sweet Jesus, a specimen cup has never looked so beautiful to me in my life.

After that, I went downtown to pick up a jersey that was supposed to have been ready last Tuesday, and was promptly sent along my merry way back home and told to come back at 5 - but when I did so, at 5:15, it…well, you can guess.  So, because I refused to spend another 15 bucks on a worthless round trip taxi ride, I ended up passing an hour by eating Korean food, and then watching a really bad Baywatch rip-off with the owner of the jersey store.  It featured American BIKE COPS speaking in Korean. Dubbed, of course, but that didn’t cover-up the horrible acting.  Such intense stares!  Such tight bike shorts!

And now that I write it down it all really seems like I am just a big ginormous whiner.  Which I’m totally not, because!  Then!  On the way home I was stuck at the front gate for 33 minutes, due to an exercise, and it was the gross grocery store bakery icing on the really stale cake and all this horrible timing on my part made me really glad I am not leaving today.  Because can you imagine if I cut it too close and MISSED MY PLANE? 

I made John miss his plane once.  It was totally BY MISTAKE and I’m quite sure I could find some way to blame it on him…hmmm…nope.  All my fault.  See, it was when I was in California but he was still stationed up in Alaska.  It was the day he was flying back home, and I totally had it in my head that his plane left at like…6:30pm-ish.  I was POSITIVE.  Like: ‘do you NOT BELIEVE ME that your plane leaves at 6:30?  Because it DOES, and if you look I will stab you with my pen, fucker’ positive.  We had the whole day planned out - pick up the girls from school, grab something to eat, and head to the airport before traffic started.  And then, at NOON, I decided to make sure the plane wasn’t running late, because, you know, we wouldn’t want to get there too early or anything, right?  Yeah, but then I looked at the numbers next to the ‘depart time’ and they read ‘11:15′.  As in "Forty-five minutes ago". And that’s when my stomach dropped and I turned to John and said, "Um, about that time when you asked me if I was absolutely POSITIVE your plane left at 6:30-ish?  Because, you know, you thought it was earlier?  Ha ha ha?"  and John said "…"

We ended up, I think, having to pay the difference in cost for a later flight, and it was pretty much like buying a whole other ticket.  And I was very, very quiet the whole way to the airport.

Four days.

Auf Wiedersehen!!!