I made it. Very little sleep last night...my flight was at 7am and I got up at 4:30am (I should say 0430 and 0700!). Enya woke up a couple of times so that, combined with a little anxiety, meant that I didn't get a whole lot of sleep. I'm hoping to get a little nap this afternoon since I don't have to report back until 6pm (1800 :) )
I got to the base a little early and have completed the initial in-processing (weigh in, some paperwork). Had a sergeant give me a hard time about not completely filling out one of the numerous forms...sort of funny actually...he found a problem with everyone. And he complimented me on my bright orange running shoes ("you've got some real ugly shoes there, sir"). Welcome to the army!
So I am OK. A little nervous as I am out of my comfort zone...this is a completely different world. Am feeling a lot of guilt about Enya...more than I thought I would. But I made it.