The Husband is in “the system,” which is really nice because it means that:
- tuition has been paid (so nice to see a bill for $42K going down to $0!)
- reimbursements for books are coming in (that was a doozy of a credit card bill)
- first month’s stipend and bonus pay have been deposited
- we got our military/military dependent ID cards.
Looks like I’ll be checking out the commissary next week.
At the bottom of the card, it says “Geneva Conventions Identification Card.”. On the drive home, The Husband decides this is good since if he’s ever captured as a POW he will be “all set.”
I think his definition of “all set” is as different from mine as his definition of “fun” is.