God is good.

I should strike that title. God is always good, even when my circumstances are crappy. My situations don't dictate whether God is good or not.

Anyways, Sam called me back at 3:30. He fought his way up the chain and ended up talking to the Colonel. Turns out that he can't do the job they wanted him to do based on his rank. Plus, with school starting in a month, a family at home and a wife who works, it just isn't suited to Sam. Go figure!

So, crisis averted and Sam will once again be home for good tomorrow.

Sigh. It's been a long three weeks!