And you are?
Things have been quite busy lately, and maybe a scosh stressful.
Work: I have been working hard and doing other people’s work and muddling through the afteraffects of redundancies, leavings and other miscellany. I have my job, but it’s been stressful. I’ve been letting things get to me. Sometimes my day seems like a slew of joking around and not taking things seriously, which I could mostly do without. The key is to keep busy, I think, and work to change my tolerance levels.
Expecting: The good news is that we are expecting an alien.. and not what you are thinking. Ian is moving to the US! We are mid-visa-process, which involves lots of fun paperwork, mostly on Ian’s part now, and lots of fun waiting. Our petition, which included proof of who we are, a resume citing where we’ve lived and worked for… ages…., proof of our relationship, photographs, and a couple of handy notes saying, essentially, “Yes, darn it. We do actually want to get married”, involved a couple weeks of work and over 75 pages of documentation.
The fun part was photocopying everything. Photocopying machines and I do NOT get along. I called Ian midway, very perturbed after several paperjams and dealing with feeding irregular sizes of paper, ready to just lose my mind. He said, “Step back from the machine… keep stepping back…. Now. Take a deep breath.” (Fecking photo machines)
We’re watching a site called visajourney.com to see where we stand in the process. So far, most of the February people signed up for the site have been approved and some March approvals have even rolled in. April (our month) will not be far behind.
Once the petition is approved, then it’s shipped to London, where Ian fills out another batch of paperwork, I send him a few more things, then he makes medical and interview appointments, gets approval, gets his visa in his passport and then flies over.
[Having seen a window of opportunity to tell his boss about his impending plans, the cat is now out of the bag, in that regard. It went well, really, although I'm guessing it was a tough conversation. Ian enjoys his job so much.]
We get married.
We apply for an “adjustment of status” (so he can permanently stay), “advanced leave” (so he can leave the country and be let back in) and permission to work.
We have a wedding to plan, social security cards to get, and someone needs to learn to drive on the wrong side of the road while looking in opposite spots for oncoming traffic.
We are hoping for October. And it just MAY happen by then, by the look of it.
So, there. That’s how I’ve been spending my summer so far. I’m not wishing my life away, but I’m hoping for a speedy summer. Ok, maybe I am.