Wasting Gas

So... He's gone again. The hubz has left for Fleet Week. I'm bitter that the navy is taking him away for no real reason other than PR. I'm bitter that the hubz will be getting a vacation (AGAIN!) when he wasn't allowed leave for our honeymoon. But most of all I am pissed/bitter/astounded at the amount of money that the USN pours into getting underway for no apparent reason. Right now, My husband is in his window for new orders. Has been since last fall. He had to extend because we couldn't get orders. My husband isn't "that guy" who can't get orders because no one wants him. He isn't a shit bag. Last year he got a NAM for being shit hot! The reason we don't know where we are going is because the navy is broke... destitute... poor... They are holding off on PCSing sailors all over... Even though we aren't due to leave until the fiscal year rolls over, the detailers have been slowing down the cutting of orders to a trickle. Not that many of them do much work as it is. But we have been sidelined none the less. The bigger pisser is that in spite of being perfectly content to stay in Norfolk for shore duty, we are still in cue! The problem isn't that I'm worried about the money for moving or schools districts or housing. I'm worried about my schooling- how do I schedule classes when I don't know which school I'll be near? I'm worried about my kids- I have a useless piece of shit pot head ex-husband who wants to "keep" 2 of his 3 children with him if we transfer away- why hasn't he just died?! I'm worried about money- how do I budget for infinite possibility!
The red tape and Tricare... those are the 2 banes of my existence. We had originally decided that the hubz should stay in for as long after 20y as the navy would have him or until all of the kids are done with college- whichever comes first... now, I'm to the point that I want to start draining his GI bill so that he can run away like a screaming alpha at midnight on his 20th anniversary!