This might be my last post for a few days.
We've moved into TLF (temporary lodging facility for you non-military people) and there is no WiFi in there. It's because the buildings are historical or some nonsense. Look, I think the spirits of the 1800s would appreciate being able to go online.
Anyway. Most of our house is packed up. Today they finish packing and then tomorrow everything is loaded onto the truck.
And then it's time to clean the house, because in base housing, you can't just be like, "We're all packed up so we're leaving now. Peace." You have to clean it to their standards. Someone from housing will walk through the house, ensuring that everything is clean.
(Which, okay, I don't totally get because they hire cleaners to come into the house after we leave anyway.)
Lucky for us, we hired a cleaner.
Though we've still be cleaning.
I was scrubbing the floors yesterday and Tom was like, "Um. Aren't we hiring someone to do that?"
"Yes but, I don't want her to know what SLOBS we are!" I shrieked, scrubbing at a stubborn dark stain.
If all goes well, we'll check out of housing on the 14th and be on the road to Oklahoma on the 15th.
Maybe Oklahoma's TLF has WiFi.
Unless their buildings are all historical too.
We've moved into TLF (temporary lodging facility for you non-military people) and there is no WiFi in there. It's because the buildings are historical or some nonsense. Look, I think the spirits of the 1800s would appreciate being able to go online.
Anyway. Most of our house is packed up. Today they finish packing and then tomorrow everything is loaded onto the truck.
And then it's time to clean the house, because in base housing, you can't just be like, "We're all packed up so we're leaving now. Peace." You have to clean it to their standards. Someone from housing will walk through the house, ensuring that everything is clean.
(Which, okay, I don't totally get because they hire cleaners to come into the house after we leave anyway.)
Lucky for us, we hired a cleaner.
Though we've still be cleaning.
I was scrubbing the floors yesterday and Tom was like, "Um. Aren't we hiring someone to do that?"
"Yes but, I don't want her to know what SLOBS we are!" I shrieked, scrubbing at a stubborn dark stain.
If all goes well, we'll check out of housing on the 14th and be on the road to Oklahoma on the 15th.
Maybe Oklahoma's TLF has WiFi.
Unless their buildings are all historical too.
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