It’s official – the Australian visa has come through !!! No idea what this means practically, but right now I know it means I’m going, and there is nothing stopping me from going other than flights, work contract and just getting everything organised.
Not quite sunk in yet – going to try and help this chunk of news nestle in tonight over a nice meal with Mimi, and I dare say a glass or two of something nice ! I’m really pleased to have a DECISION at last – finally my life can move on at the pace I dictate, and not sitting on hold.
A mixed feeling as always to leaving – so much excitement mingled with a little sadness to leave to much behind. And everyone has been wonderful with the texts and e-mails today, but again, a trace of sadness behind the overall messages of congratulations. Wouldn’t have it any other way of course, but won’t let the sadder aspects of this bitter-sweet decision cloud over tonight, as I go out to celebrate being in command (if not control !) of my future, of OUR future, and soon to move onto planning weddings, not house moves !
So, after hints that I’d get a decision in 2 weeks turned into a month, and the followup hints that it would only be a week away turned into 2 weeks, my latest hint suggested I’d have my visa either yesterday or today.
I tried not to get my hopes up. I really did. But I did. And now, at “everyone has gone home O’clock”… still no news on my visa 😦
I understood this would be a long process, up to 10 months on the literature. And the rate it moved along suggested at least 4-5 months, so I started to guess 6-7 to manage expectations. But basically, the issue isn’t HOW long it takes, it’s the lack of visible progress or even vaguely useful guesstimate to work with. Maybe people get angry and ranty at the embassy when they said it would “likely be two more months” so they started to sugar-coat their estimates, but I’d prefer an honest, pessimistic guess to what appear to be best wishes optimistic replies.
I ran myself into the ground with some heavy weekend socialising to crush the anxiety of upcoming house moving, which has driven my immune system into the ground and now I have a stinking cold. Have spent a few hours today packing my first few boxes for the move. My… 7th London housemove, and probably 30ish time stuffing some of these things into boxes. Have called around for some storage and man with van quotes too for next weekend. After that, Mimi and I are sofa surfing bound for… well, who know how long for ?!! Someone does, but they’re not telling…