I thought I would give an update on my son’s visa, since I got two comments on it.
We just got around to applying for his visa last Wednesday; the major delay being getting a British passport for myself. You see, I want to make my son’s application water-tight, i.e. under no circumstance should it get refused by the Border Agency.
Anyway, what I was totally unprepared for was the massive amount of paper work involved in applying visa for a kid travelling unaccompanied. I have literally provided details about my entire life, DH’s life – in true and original copies. No, I don’t want to think negative – hopefully VFS won’t lose any of our original documents.
Apart from the wait DH and I are palpitating over how we would welcome a 14 yr old boy into the household. Till now we have been enjoying life like a newly married couple (well not exactly – like a second time married couple). If DH feels like it, he can walk around naked (not that he has ever done it, but the option was always there!). With a teenager around we both are not exactly sure how we should behave at home. DH and I are melancholic people, immersed in our own worries and thoughts, we both need our space and do not like being questioned. Our laptops are a part of our body and we rarely get out of our respective study rooms. I bet with A around all that will change or has to change.
To start with I have had to give up my study room – this is A’s new room and I have moved my study table to the guest bedroom which means that we no longer have a guest room. Things will heat up next year when my brother with his two kids and my parents come over for my graduation. In case you do not know – an MBA degree is my 40th birthday gift to myself. God – I need something to show in return for all that sweat and blood, slogging over things that were really OHT for me (OHT = over-head transmission!!)
Side news – I cut my waist long hair and have taken a fancy to high-heeled shoes. The only thing I could do with my waist length hair was to single plait like a school girl or leave it open; due to the weight I could not put it up in a do or even curl them (the tongs weren’t long enough!). Now my mane stays just below my shoulder and I feel freer. No longer do I have to use oodles of shampoo and conditioner and wait for my hair to get dry. Of course I was so disappointed seeing it all being cut – but it was for the best. I truly look younger now. As to the high heels – I have always been a “comfort over fashion” girl (no woman) and high heels and mini-skirts are something I tried my hand at on 20s. But that’s all coming back to me. DH says that I am going through a mid-life crisis and I do believe him. I am going with the flow....
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