A liberating revelation.

Last night hit me with another one of those occasional nightmares I have of being recalled to active duty and all the oh-so-fun crap associated with it...in this case, uniform inspections.

However, partway through it, something clicked in my mind....the realization that this was no longer possible. Why? Because this past Saturday was the last day that could happen; my time in the inactive reserves is officially over.

I'm surprised I missed this when it actually happened, but I'll take the uniform-chucking, bird-flipping, and "screw you, bud. I'm outta here." I gave the dream-inspector right before waking up as sufficient celebration. :]

And now, if you'll excuse me, I have a completely different uniform to go put on.