S. Worthen | Weblog

Somewhere between London and here, the rest of C.'s paperwork is winging its way across the ocean to me. I've been nervous about applying for my UK visa for months (what if I'm turned down?), but this week, the ongoing disturbance of rearranging the household yet again for painting and repairs is temporarily trumping my visa fretfulness.

At least the odds are against FexEx/UPS/whatever-service-he-used losing his passport entirely the way FedEx did my sister's, once upon a time.