Can put eight rooms of furniture into a five room apartment. Has
twenty pairs of drapes and none of them fit the living room windows.
Can emerge sane from a single room at the guest house after spending
two weeks over the holidays with four kids who all have the chickenpox.
Can in one week's time, pick up a house full of furniture, the
kids, two dogs, a cat, three hamsters, a bird and six suitcases
into a station wagon, drive all the way cross country and still
greet her husband with a smile. Can open and close bank accounts,
establish credit at the local phone, utility and cable companies
at the drop of a hat. Begins to smile when she receives the phone
call from her husband which begins with the words, "Honey,
I've got good news and bad news." Is able to sell or rent
a house at a moment's notice and move half-way across the world.
Can re-establish a home complete with post-war furniture and only
one fourth of her household goods without batting an eye. Doesn't
even blink when she gets to Korea and finds out her household
goods are in Georgia and she's received the boxes marked for storage.
Can make a house into a home in less than three days. Has all
of her kids born in different states (she gets extra points for
different countries). Pull out her ID card when she goes to a
civilian grocery store. Has the ability to find something faintly
wrong when she sees the same doctor in the hospital twice in a
row. And is able to give comfort and encouragement to her children,
support the local PTO, love her husband when he's home, laughter
to the wives organizations, and helpful hints of survival to new
spouses who've just begun their military experience.