Well, I haven't received a formal job offer yet, but they told me I was selected for the position!!! I still don't know for sure what the right thing is to do, but I read in Oprah magazine recently that when in doubt you should go towards LOVE and not away from FEAR. Adam is in Hawaii (love), the beach and scenery are beautiful (love), the environment is more relaxed (love) and even though it scares the shit out of me, staying here in DC would mean going away from fear. Plus, like C said, let God pick, and it seems like if this door is opening, it's God's way of saying come on in. I suppose everything else will fall into place along the way. I just have to trust that it will!
I also read a NYT article recently about what really makes people happy. It said that people don't really know what makes them happy - people THINK that keeping their options open will make them happy, but in reality, studies show that people are happier when they commit to a decision early on and aren't able to change it. It probably has to do with the options causing us to second guess ourselves, leading to dissatisfaction, whereas if we commit, our brains seek to reduce cognitive dissonance, aligning internal thoughts (the decision) with the external environment.
That being said, making the decision to take the job in Hawaii closes some doors, but it makes other decision more obvious.
For instance, it will mean that Adam will probably take another Navy assignment in Hawaii and we will likely live there for at least 3-5 years. And it will mean that he will probably get out of the military after that, because otherwise he will be up for sea duty deployment (either on a ship or in the desert).
On another note, the Olympics is really taking it out of me! I keep staying up too late and oversleeping my alarm! This morning I didn't even remember waking up to turn it off, I just woke up at 6:40, too late to go to the gym :( which makes me super sad because working out in the evening with the 5:00 crowd? Ugh. I did that on Monday and hated every minute of it. Too crowded, too many people being retarded, too many marshmallow men, too many dudes staring at you, to many barbies. I felt like I was back in middle school where I never fit in with the cool kids, I was just awkward and tried to not get noticed!