Well this whole London thing had better work out, because I’m fully commited now. I’ve been spiritually, personally, mentally commited for quite a while, but now I’m circumstantially on the line for it.
I’ve quit my job at Wycliffe. Yesterday was my last day. I wasn’t really sad, mostly just resigned. I am choosing to do this, and I’m happy to do this. So I sort of feel like I shouldn’t be too sad. But man, I am sorry to leave. I’m going to miss my access badge and Kathy, my co-worker.
I went to the bank yesterday on a quick errand and ended up staying and hour and doing some paperwork. Then I realized how in upheaval my life looks (or is).
- Current address- been here less than three months, sketchy rent situation
- Permanent address- hmm, I’ll get back to you
- Current employment- um, I just quit, but I can give you the details
- Phone number- well you can use this one for the next three weeks…
Yup, we’re forging on. Oh, and I’m selling a ’95 Honda Civic sans air conditioning for a bargain price. Let me know if you’re interested.
I’m hoping to send in my visa application today, as long as I have all the necessary appendages. My biometrics (fingerprinting) appointment wasn’t until yesterday, so I just completed that portion. Now, I’ll make sure I have everything and send it overnight-certified-call-me-when-you-get-it-to Chicago.
Wish me luck with all this! If you need me, I’ll be taking a linguistics class at Wycliffe all week and then in Orlando for another week after that. Then it’s off to Maryland for a week and a half with my parents.
R.