It’s Friday! And I’m not entirely happy about it.
This week I have been in a class to become a Command Financial Specialist - trained to do budgets, give counseling to servicemembers who are in over their heads, and know generally about different ways to save and invest.
The training has been very interesting; we got lucky because the class wasn’t supposed to happen due to low participation. But because all 4 of us in attendance were from the Lincoln, they decided to go ahead with it anyway. Because of the small class size, we have gotten a lot of “extended” training - lots of time for questions and answers and straying off topic to discuss things that otherwise we would not have had time to cover if we had a large class. And the best part? We generally get out early every day and can spend some time at home researching financial matters. Like logging into your bank account to find out that your credit card number has been stolen. Again. OK, that was B’s catch, he truly is the financial specialist in the family.
It’s been so great going to this class because the facility we’re working out of is 9 minutes away from my front door. This means I get to get my kids ready for school, I’m there when they get home, we have all afternoon together, I can come home for lunch and make sweet potato fries every day, and I can stop at the Commissary and buy that night’s dinner on my way out of class. I’m really enjoying this and not looking forward to getting back to that 5 hours of commuting a day.
Anyhow, today is my last day of class and I get a certificate of completion and can go back to work on Monday to preach the value of the Thrift Savings Plan. Preach! Lucky for me, I took leave on Tuesday-Wednesday-Thursday in preparation of Thanksgiving. :) Can’t wait to make some gobbledy-good turkey! Or to have the USS Sig Command Poultry Specialist make it for me.
