Saturday, August 13, 2011

A toast to you my love...

So my wonderful husband has scored himself a new job. I am so proud of him as he has been working hard over the last few months with recruiters and interviewing with a number of companies, looking for the next step in his career, and a new move for our family.

He is leaving the army after 8 1/2 years. It was time for him to move on and was certainly time for our family to take the next step to 'Civi Street.' We have been married 4 years and in that time we have moved to Germany and then to the UK. We would have been moving again last March if he hadn't signed off as the Signals regiment moves every 3 years.

There is absolutely no love lost between the 'army' and I. 'They' have robbed us, cheated us, had a total disregard for our family and others and have caused a huge amount of stress to Grant and I and regrettably between Grant and I. So, suffice to say, I am looking forward to saying farewell... and FUCK YOU.

Grant is thrilled with the job offer. He had 2 interviews with this particular software company and said he felt like a good fit within the team and the work was an exciting advancement to what he has been doing. The company is global and have offices in Australia. *happy dance*

So, if all goes to plan, G should start in November, which will also mean we are moving house (bluergh... I hate moving) but we are excited to start the next chapter of our lives outside the army 'bubble.'