I’m pretty sure my phone still thinks I’m in the UAE because I posted my camp post from my phone 2 days ago, but it dated it as yesterday . . . I’m having a hard enough time keeping track of days with church on Sundays and Friday as a workday. Counting backward I’m at day 4 so I guess my phone knew best after all.
The end is in sight. Over the next few days Josh will turn in his work car, go through the checkout process at the embassy, do the final checkout for our house and turn in the keys, drop my car off at its storage spot for the next few months (guys he works with are going to babysit it in their covered garage all summer –YAY), and say his farewells. Then he hops on a plane to Los Angeles and we start on Phase 2 of our grownup lives.
When we arrive in CA we are on “vacation,” but it’s more of a working vacation. Josh will check in to his temporary unit, but he doesn’t have to show up for work each day. They add him to their roster and then he goes off and takes care of all the retirement paperwork/medical appointments on his own schedule. We’ll also be working on paperwork to get visas to go back to UAE. I have to go to the courthouse to get an official copy of our marriage license and he has to get a copy of his college diploma and then we have to get both of those items certified/attested/notarized by first the State Department and then the UAE embassy here in the US. When we get back to the UAE we will have to get them translated to Arabic, but that shouldn’t be difficult (inshallah, right?), since every person working in UAE has to have this done as part of the employment/residence process.
These days, I’m tired. I fell asleep at 9 last night and woke up at 8:30. That’s not jet lag, just fatigue. I’m glad I have a few days to rest and do nothing. Recovery for my body and my brain.