August – 2012 Ten days. TEN DAYS. OK, so, TBG is leaving in ten days. I keep saying this to myself like some weird mantra or something….. wanting it to feel more real.
So, now. What all do we need to get done? Holy cow, there is a list…. never-ending list. Update wills, powers of attorney, bank accounts, all sorts of retirement stuff, where is his passport, what do we do with the house, the car, SUV, pickup, motorcycle, motorhome, cargo trailer and anything else that rolls? Sell the house? Rent the house? What do we do about the boys? How will he clear Ft. Rucker in such a short time? What do we do with all our stuff? What do we need to take, ship, sell or store?
They may seen like baby steps to some, but once the job offer was accepted, it felt like we started sprinting instead of creeping. Most of you that know TBG know that he’s a creature of consistency and enjoys knowing what to expect. This was the equivalent to him taking up skydiving in my mind! When he put in his retirement papers for the civil service position he’d held at Lowe Field at Ft. Rucker for manymanymanymany years, it was a pretty dang big deal. There was a little bit of “are we doing the right thing?” and “is this really the best decision for our family?” kind of discussions, but it always came back to incredible opportunity, both to boost our retirement accounts and to explore and expand more of our world.
It’s clear that there’s far too much to be done in such a while, so I resign myself to not going to Abu Dhabi with him. This was not my idea of a good time, and frankly I was quite disappointed about it – I was so hoping that we’d be starting this adventure together, sharing the whole thing, experiencing it at the same time. Not to be. Pull up your big girl panties and deal with it, I suppose.
One thing that I have some regret over is that this entire process happened so VERY fast (like 10 days fast!) that there really wasn’t time for the expected civil/military exit process, you know? The Hail and Farewell, the retirement last flight bath, being able to tell all your co-workers goodbye, etc. The normal way that you move from position to position within that world just wasn’t gonna happen, and that too was a bit unsettling. But, the end gain will be worth the minor disappointment.
We needed updated wills and powers of attorney, and I asked my imaginary friends on http://www.WiregrassLive.com for recommendations, and they suggested Nick Shimoda, as did our financial advisor, Doug Perreault of NDP Advisory Services in Dothan. Due to our time constraints, our appointment with Nick was a marathon one, for sure. I had to gather a ton of paperwork in short order to provide Nick with our current financial and retirement situations so he could assess and make recommendations accurately. He was thorough in his questioning to make sure he had a complete picture of our personal, financial, family and work situations. He brought up some issues that were a bit uncomfortable to discuss about relationships and family interactions, where we wanted money to land, when and how – it was pretty dang intense. TBG and I both felt this huge sense of relief when we left his office, though, feeling that we’d made a good choice, and that the plans we had in place were solid and appropriate for our wants and needs. Plus, when you return for all the paperwork signing (and there is a TON of that), you end up with a nifty binder with all your “stuff” inside – one place for everything.