Life Throws Another Curve Ball

As I look back on the last year, I realize everytime that life throws another shitty curve ball, subsequently another comes right behind it with a positive spin. I posted here and here regarding negatives turning into positives since Sniper and I rekindled our relationship. A Prime example was Christmas Eve. I was planning on spending the evening alone and I was very depressed. Sniper surprised me and showed up at my house at zero dark thirty to spend a few hours with me. Something positive always overcomes the negatives. Why am I telling you all this? Well life has thrown another positive spin. Monday, I was bitching a moaning of how financially things kinda suck right now. Studying is stressing me out. yada, yada, yada...... Today, Gunny and I had lunch together and were talking about, where I want my career to go? Where Sniper and I will be next year? Am I planning on moving to San Diego? What is Sniper planning with the Marine Corp when he returns? Is Sniper planning on Recruiting Duty? Where we both want to go in life? My ultimate goal has always been to become a Broker/Financial Advisor. Being a single parent with two kids, I knew I couldn't put my heart and soul into it until they were older. I couldn't give 110% of myself. I figured I would have to wait another 5 plus years. I have been in the business 10 years and have seen many people fail because they couldn't put into what truly needs to be put into it. Sniper's goals are a little different, but we have talked at length at me eventually being his "Sugar Momma." This is something I would love to do for us and our family. I love to be the provider. That is just me. This is something else that Sniper and I disagree on at times. He likes to be the provider, he is the Man. He is a little old fashion in that sense, but again he thinks me being a "Sugar Momma" would be great....a little digressing here. With this new firm, I know the potential is there and I wouldn't have to wait as long as I had planned. Gunny and I talked for a long time. I am being given the opportunity to switch sides and partner up with him as soon as my licenses are complete (sometime in September/October). He will take me under his wing and let me do what I need to do to accomplish my goals. I will be able to be a mom, a girlfriend, a fiance and ultimately (with God's grace) a wife, and a Advisor. All I need to do is pass these tests. I can do this. I can work my ass off on the weeks I don't have the kids. On the weeks I do have them, be a mom. I would still work, just make my own hours. I have what it takes. I am great at sales. Remember, I am a Creative Memories Consultant. I can and do sell and am great at it. Why? I am passionate at what I believe in. I am very outgoing and a people person. The money, yes folks it all boils down to money at times, is obscene. Absolutely, grotesquely, outlandishly absurd. The amount of money we see other's making is beyond belief. At the other firm the opportunity never would have existed for either of us. This opportunity will give Sniper, our children and I, a life one can only dream about. This opportunity will give him a chance to do whatever he wants to and that includes not working if he doesn't want to. He will have a choice of when he wants to retire from the Marine Corps. We all know the military doesn't pay shit and he isn't in it for the money. He does it because it is something he believes in. Now, we all know that he will never sit idle for very long and I can't see him being a "house husband." That's just not his style, but he can take his time deciding what he wants to do. The hardest part to all of this, NOT BEING ABLE TO TALK IT OVER WITH SNIPER. I can't just pick up the phone and call him. I can't let him know what the hell is going on. We can't make this decision together. I have to make this decision somewhat on my own. I know it is ultimately my decision, but we have been talking a lot about our future and what we need to accomplish our plans. We discussed this at great lengths leading up to his deployment. The only time we talk much about it now, is when I get my ass reamed from him for not studying and "fucking with our future" (his words) when he calls. So there is the "Positive Spin" to the Curve Ball I was thrown today. dyzgoneby 330 days until we can have a conversation at anytime and make a decision together, instead of waiting for a phone call to let the other know what is going on