November 6 I wrote:
Well, so P. passed. I was so trying to wrap my mind around the idea that he wouldn't pass, kind of like trying to imagine having a boy and not a girl, but I never could go there mentally. P. and I are floating on the happiness of this development and it wasn't until this morning when he had to take kids to a friend's house to be dropped off at o' dark thirty, or maybe even o' dark, so I could ride my bike to work, that I've even seen a hint of a bad mood.
And he had left his suit at home, which we discovered (horror!) the morning he was flying to dc from Seattle. Many panic-y calls, and he somehow bought something on his layover in Chigaco. Even shoes. And then he passed, he friggin' passed the Foreign Service orals. Woooooooooooooooo-hoooooooooooooooooooo. Holy Camoly. Please, please, please.
Now I'm having a moment of fear that he won't get past the security clearance, although I don't see why he wouldn't. We have paid a a few bills late and have a few crazy friends, but I don't think it's enough to be a security risk. God I hope. After all this, we really, really want it.
Is it possible? This summer maybe? They said six months is average, and P. seems like an average guy, not having moved too much, or worked overseas ever. Dreams do come true?