If you’d have asked me ten years ago, or even five years ago where I saw myself living throughout my life, I probably would have told you that I didn’t think I’d venture too far out of the familiarity of some sort of Podunk Midwestern town.
As such, I surprised even myself this evening when during my phone conversation with Husband the following dialogue occurred:
Husband: So there are some orders open in Japan. Wanna go to Japan?
Me: Shore Duty?
Me: Could you still go to school?
Husband: Most likely.
Me: Do they have normal food at the Commissary there?
Me: Put it on the list. Japan could be cool.
Will wonders never cease?