Aug. 17th, 2013

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I finally got a call from the contractor about the bathroom. They will be here tomorrow morning at 9am, then again next Saturday morning at 9. They will do the ceiling and the bit of wall that need to be replaced, and then they will paint everything, and it won't cost me a penny, as the HOA takes care of this kind of thing. While I am not keen on being up and dressed by 9am for the contractors, at least it will be done in the next eight days. Armed with that information, I updated the realtor and got an acknowledgement back from the office.

I wrote to my correspondent who'd been to Italy (let's call her S for the sake of ease) and talked more about specifics and answered her questions. Composing the email took me an hour or so. This evening late she wrote back with more thoughts and advice, including information on which airlines have good reputations dealing with pets, and which (Air Italia, she is looking at you) are likely to leave you entirely and permanently petless. I hadn't known quite where to start looking for this information, so I was very grateful to hear about this.

From what she says, it would probably be a good idea when presenting my visa application to have the facial piercings removed for the day and get them put back in once I'm out of the consulate, and to over-dye my hair to my natural color, so as to present a somewhat more conservative (or at least mundane) appearance for the sake of the bureaucrats who will be in charge of my ability to get to Italy. While I am not keen on hiding who I am, I'm also reasonably practical. A little thing like a temporary removal of jewelry and a likewise temporary change in hair color is harmless and can be restored very quickly.

S also noted that there is a possibility that, since my money comes from federal government disability pensions, the consulate might not be quite so strict about the $50,000 requirement, which is looking more and more like it is "$50,000 in your accounts right now" rather than "have you had a total of at least $50,000 in your accounts over the past six months." Anyway, regardless of their requirement, it won't hurt to prepare with everything else they require and hope that this is not a non-negotiable issue.

I spent a goodly chunk of the rest of the day reading the blog of a woman who went with her husband and three kids to Italy for a year, living in Umbria. They had some difficulties and their first attempt was turned down; they reapplied at a different consulate after a relocation to a different state, apparently, and were eventually granted a visa. Now that's a blog I have been learning a lot of stuff from, both in regards to how and why their attempts failed, how they succeeded, and how they dealt with the bureaucracy. They also took two cats to Italy with them. I think they have recently returned to the US, but I haven't read their most recent entries yet and am not sure exactly when they got back. It might have been last month or earlier this month.

My next door neighbor got back from Costa Rica last night, where she'd been for the last week. I was out with the DoDC+3 when she got back, so I helped her haul her bags back into her place. I saw her this evening out with Tater (the dog of one of our neighbors) and she was on the phone. I waved and she came over to tell me that her little dog Rinnie had died today of a serious acute diabetic episode. What a horrible thing to have happen when you come home from vacation. A horrible thing to have happen ever, for that matter. It's so hard when you know it's coming, and something sudden like that is such a shock. I feel so awful for her, particularly as I'd nearly lost Chris a couple of years back after Steamcon when the veterinary boarding screwed up and he broke all those ribs. You've had this great holiday and suddenly everything just goes bad, and there's nothing that can be done about it. I would have given her a hug, but Tater and Chris sometimes are okay together and sometimes get snippy, and I didn't want to have a sudden dog fight break out in the middle of a hug. She said that was okay, she'd get one from me later.

I walked over to see [livejournal.com profile] gra_is_stor shortly afterwards, as I'd forgotten to give her something last night, and I was feeling very downhearted after hearing Sally's sad news. I figured she would want to know, and I rather needed a hug myself.

I'm still waiting to hear from Geordie, who should be back in Vancouver now after his year in Spain. I have a box of books waiting for him. He's probably going to sleep for a week.

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