Be All That You Can Be

And you all thought I was joking with that last comment about how I'm thinking of joining the Army, but I wasn't - well, not entirely anyway. There was a story on the news a couple of nights ago about how they are offering $20,000 to enlist for two years - that seems a pretty good deal to me.

The idea has some merit and there is, truth be told, some part of me that wants to pursue the idea. But there is the fact of Michael and Marissa (my job), my poor eyesight, and yes, my somewhat low threshold for pain, but that could be pyschological and easily managed from my mind, right?

The thing that amused me is that I mentioned the idea to me younger brother, who looked at me and shook his head "no." I asked, "Oh, you don't see me in the Army?" "That isn't it, I do see you there." Which gave me further pause for thought.

I had never really considered the military as an option before, however I am now putting it in the 'wings' so to speak. Obviously the timing right now isn't feasible, but who knows in the future. Something about it really appeals to me, and stirs a dormant inner self. Who knows...