Waiting, waiting, waiting. The waiting game continues. Except, the ante has officially been upped. Chris checked the mail yesterday, and what to our wonderous eyes should appear, but a package slip from our friendly postman. Who, I should add, waited until as close to 5:00 as possible to deliver our mail today and ensuring that I could in no way humanly possible make it to the post office to pick it up and therefore would have to wait until today to get it. AAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHH!!!! I know this is the package I am so anxiously awaiting because it says in the sender section, "Consulate." Why, oh why couldn't I mark the "no signature required" box on the return slip? Oh the humanity!
And, the worst part of it is, I have a class today so, it'll be a stretch for me to pick it up. It says on the slip it'll be ready after 9:00, so Mom's going over there to check the situation out and see if she can't pick it up (I signed the slip). If she can, she's calling me IMMEDIATELY to tell me what it all says. I may go stark raving mad if she doesn't! It doesn't matter if we're right in the middle of class, I'm answering the phone. I don't know how I managed to sleep at all last night, but I was actually asleep before 10:00! It's weird, I've been a ball of nerves, but am not really feeling it now when I expect I would.
Updates to follow
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