Germany, huh?

Well, life just got a little busier as of Saturday last week.
Paul was away on his FTX (field training exercise), which means he has no communication device for 2 weeks! (yuck, I know). He left on Wednesday the 14th early early. I totally mentally prepared myself for two weeks of no Paul contact ( I can't even send him letters anymore)
Well on Saturday the 17th, he CALLED. I was a little thrown off and asked him why, and he said "Well, first of all, nothing is wrong. But did you look at our orders??? THey changed."
Well, I wasn't super shocked. In fact, I wasn't even slightly shocked. I had never fully committed mentally to the idea of Hawaii. I took steps that may have needed to be done, just in case. But, deep down, I felt that it just wasn't going to happen.
SO, back to Paul's call. So then he said "Are you ready for this? We're going to GERMANY!" I said "No WAY!" and immediately felt VERY excited. Funny enough, Germany was never one of Paul's requests BUT I felt it should have been. At least, it seemed to me that it would be a good place.
SO, Paul talked for another 3 minutes to get our SS#'s so the Army can start on our passports, and then said "I'll talk to you in a week and a half."
Now, don't get me wrong. A week and a half is NOT that long, but when you just found out that you are moving to another country and need to do a whole bunch of crap, It's a LONG TIME!
We need to sell our suburban. And get rid of EVEN more than before. I have been trying to weed down, but it is just not easy to do so. I'm going for bare essentials here. (Beds, dressers, clothing, sheet music :-), etc.)
I was excited for that entire day when I found out, and then at around 2 a.m. it hit me how much I have to do, and freaked me out a little. Okay, a LOT!
I miss Paul. Every day, every night, and every minute. I can't wait to feel his arms around me again and have him here to feel the joy of snuggling one of our kids again. They miss him so much and treat their mom better, then what she deserves. i feel so fortunate to have such forgiving children, despite my many imperfections.
But I miss Paul. I get to talk to him again in 4 days and shock the crap out of him that I actually sold his pick-up. (He wanted me to do it, but I hope I did it right)
In 10 days, the force of our family will be home. Man, I am so lucky to be married to such an amazing amazing man. And How I love to know that at the end of each day, he is thinking about me. WOW, I'm lucky.