Aug. 28th, 2013

erynn: Gaelic merman image (Lynx looking)
Today's tit squish went quickly and easily. We were in and out and back home quite quickly; [livejournal.com profile] gra_is_stor ended up driving instead of [livejournal.com profile] ingvisson, as he wasn't feeling too well today.

I got email back from the consulate about the problem with the scheduling website. I'm now able to log in and will be able to make an appointment. They are available starting in October, though I still have to wait to hear back from the sib before I can actually make an appointment. I also have a couple more questions to ask the consulate visa office, though I will now be asking them one per email in the hope that their short answers will actually have something to do with the question I'm asking. They were quite timely in responding to the query about the scheduling website, though, so that does make me feel a bit better.

I got absolute zero sleep last night. I drank tea with caffeine too late in the day and it kept me from being able to get to sleep at all, though I did rest at least for a couple of hours. I'm hoping to get a little bit tonight.

Later this evening, I got hauled over to McMenamin's for a little dinner. Usually we'd have gone to the AFK, but we felt like trying something else out instead. I had a nice baked mac & cheese made with four cheeses, and a quite nice pomegranate cider. The cider was a little drier than I prefer, but not to the point of tasting off to me, and there was a hint of pomegranate flavor to it on the edge of my tongue that was really quite tasty.

I have an inquiry about the first bookshelf I listed on craigslist. Someone wants to come by tomorrow about 1:30 to get it and to look at some of the ones in the garage to see if they will want any of those, as well. The more stuff I can get out of my garage, the better. As I get stuff out of there, it means I'll have less to worry about moving when the condo sells, or when I leave for Italy, whichever comes first.

Papers got printed out today for the dog's veterinary certificate. I have to email the USDA vet in Tukwila to ask a couple of questions about the forms and how they are supposed to be dealt with. The instructions that came with the packet are mostly clear, but I like to be certain what I'm dealing with when filling out paperwork that will determine whether or not I'll be able to put the dog on the plane when it comes time to move him.

When [livejournal.com profile] gra_is_stor and I were sitting waiting for my tit squish, we talked about figuring out what kind of thing I should wear to the consulate for the appointment. She hit upon one of her friends, who works at a fancy menswear place and has a degree in fashion design or some such. He apparently would be quite happy to help me deal with this sort of quandary. It's just such a different thing than what I usually have to deal with that having some input from somebody with a clue would be really helpful for me.

Looking at the website for the visa application appointment really hit me today. There's a tightness and a hard ball of anxiety in my chest because looking at their calendar suddenly made all of this feel very real. It's no longer in the realm of the abstract, where I'm just collecting pieces of paper. It's a situation where I can see actual dates ahead of me where things have to be finished, deadlines, and a sense that I actually have to do something if I want this to happen. It's not that I didn't feel like things were happening before, but this gives it a certain concrete existence for me, where it felt more theoretical before.

Of course, on the website there was yet a third variant of the list of things needed. This one was slightly more specific, thankfully. And it said that only one person can go to the appointment, so even if the sib were to come to hold my hand through the whole thing, he couldn't go in with me. That'll save us some money, anyway, not buying a plane ticket for him.

The waterfowl begin to align. As long as it isn't the stars doing so, raising great Cthulhu from his aeons-long slumber beneath the waves in R'lyeh, we're probably okay.

I sleep now.

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