My Immigration Lawyer is a Donut
Maybe I’d be better off talking to this lady:
Tag Archives: move
I feel like I’m in college again…
We pooled together all of our remaining furniture to make the apartment livable for a few more days. It doesn’t look posh, but we still have everything we need to get by. Here are a few pictures of our improvised apartment: Our Improvised Couch: Not as comfy as the old leather one, but way better… Read More »
A Hitch in my Giddyup
Looks like we’ll have to push back the move a few days. I’m taking it pretty hard. For me, this is absolutely the end of the world. The end-all-be-all, crawl in a hole and die moment. Failure. But, then I’m brought back to reality. Visas are big beaurocratic business and there is nothing I can… Read More »
Freefall
Photo courtesy of ttsjl Well, it’s been quite a rollercoaster, but we’re already taking the plunge. Yesterday was my last day at work in the US and yet my work visa for England still hasn’t arrived. I feel like I’ve just jumped out of a plane and I’m waiting for my parachute to open. Sometimes… Read More »
Reminder!
Originally uploaded by ALSO KNOWN AS CORLEONE Don’t forget to stop by and loot our home from noon to 5pm both Saturday and Sunday. I’m even thinking of baking cookies. Free cookies and free stuff? Woah, we must be desperate Technorati Profile
Take our stuff!
We’re giving away a bunch of stuff! Because of the very quick nature of this move, we have decided to post photos of some of the big items for you to take a look at. The details: All items are free (except for the dining room table and chairs) We need you to come equipped… Read More »
It’s Official!
We’re moving to England the first week in June! [googlemaps http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&source=s_q&hl=en&geocode=&q=cambridge+england&sll=37.0625,-95.677068&sspn=36.231745,79.101563&ie=UTF8&ll=53.891391,1.208496&spn=6.557489,19.775391&z=6&output=embed&w=425&h=350] That means we have just 4 weeks to get everything sorted and get our butts to Cambridge. Kevin grew up in Cambridge and he has a tight-knit family and friend group established over there. We’ve been hoping for this for a long time and… Read More »
Finding our way
When I was little, I used to run away pretty much every day. I’d get mad at my parents, pack all my dolls and My Little Ponies into a pillow case and start to walk down the street vowing never to return again. Inevitably, my mom would follow me out, explain to me how bad… Read More »