Well, I screwed the pooch as far as logistics goes 
I told my buddy she could store some of her junk at my massive new on-post house, because I thought that the fam and I might need some spare furniture until the movers arrived with our own. Well, said buddy just had her movers drop the stuff off, and now I'm paying the price for not asking exactly what she had. Most of it fits, and I can store it for her, but she has a washer and a dryer. Forgetting that she was in a long-term relationship (that went south) just before we deployed, I never assumed she'd have any massive goods to store.
Like a fucking washer/dryer set.
(we already have a washer and a dryer)
My only hope is that she ends up shacking up with her new beau, who's a really cool fella. Unless they learn to hate each other on vacation together, they'll no doubt be getting an apartment within a few months. Hopefully, I can keep the wife at bay until then, although we talked about it several times, and it seems to be acceptable as long as it's not long-term (like until we go to Iraq in a year and change).
Oh well, I guess in the long run, I was just trying to do something good, and it backfired, which doesn't usually happen, so I'll not be lost on good deeds over this little miscalculation.
I still have to clear out my barracks room and get packed for leave. I can't wait to get back to the Northwest and away from this froze wasteland, even if it's only for a week or so. Driving cross-country isn't a thrilling prospect, especially in the winter, but at least I'll be with the wife and kids.
I told my buddy she could store some of her junk at my massive new on-post house, because I thought that the fam and I might need some spare furniture until the movers arrived with our own. Well, said buddy just had her movers drop the stuff off, and now I'm paying the price for not asking exactly what she had. Most of it fits, and I can store it for her, but she has a washer and a dryer. Forgetting that she was in a long-term relationship (that went south) just before we deployed, I never assumed she'd have any massive goods to store.
Like a fucking washer/dryer set.
(we already have a washer and a dryer)
My only hope is that she ends up shacking up with her new beau, who's a really cool fella. Unless they learn to hate each other on vacation together, they'll no doubt be getting an apartment within a few months. Hopefully, I can keep the wife at bay until then, although we talked about it several times, and it seems to be acceptable as long as it's not long-term (like until we go to Iraq in a year and change).
Oh well, I guess in the long run, I was just trying to do something good, and it backfired, which doesn't usually happen, so I'll not be lost on good deeds over this little miscalculation.
I still have to clear out my barracks room and get packed for leave. I can't wait to get back to the Northwest and away from this froze wasteland, even if it's only for a week or so. Driving cross-country isn't a thrilling prospect, especially in the winter, but at least I'll be with the wife and kids.