My brother spent 6 years in Norfolk. It's part of why he's an incurable prick (the other part is that the fucker was just born an asshole).
And tell your family to get wrecked. There's a fucking plague on and nobody needs to hear that kind of bullshit.
Let's be real, living in New England for 14 fucking years already made me insufferable, but this place is batshit insane and I've only been here 5 days. The locals hate the Navy, the Navy hates the locals. Jacksonville was bad, but I KNEW coming here was gonna be worse. You get sent to LANT to die. Mr. Suu and I have been arguing about it for months, and he was fine with me finding work or school elsewhere, but we ran out of time, and well, pandemic. I have a referred app in with a gobermint-related gig in the DC area, but it's been longer than it should be, so my guess is that it was filled and they never bothered to update USAJobs.
On the upside, NATO is here, so sliding into a think tank position if I can find one here is not out of the question. Otherwise, my PhD application is just waiting on 2 letters of recommendation and $30 at this point. It needs to be in by December 1st. If shit still looks bad next summer, then I'll defer admission a year, but then I'm balls deep in his twilight tour and there be deployments on the horizon.
I'll survive just fine, that's not the issue, I'm just exhausted. Three moves in 4 years is a lot even by Navy standards.
And yeah, mom was nice enough to help us move, and we did need the extra hand, but didn't appreciate her telling me to just be a good wife and stay in the nice big house and "just get a job and deal until he's done." I'm almost fucking 40.
