It's been a while...
Vicky and I went through her immigration interview a week ago. She passed. She was able to visit the immigration office in San Francisco earlier this week, and though she said the woman gave her a rash of crap she did get the I-551 Visa Stamp in her passport which allows her to leave and return the U.S. Her green card should be here soon.
She was in San Francisco because, for the first time in 6 1/2 years, she was going home. Once we passed the interview, I suggested to her that she could go home and see her family now that she was legally able to do so. Neither one of us is working yet, so she didn't have a job she needed to take time off from. And money wasn't so tight that we couldn't afford it, especially with a cheap airfare I found. She'll be in Jakarta for a couple of weeks, then back to San Francisco for a few days with her family and friends there. She'll be back home on 9/11.
I'm "enjoying" my temporary bachelor status. I don't sleep well without her, and I catch myself calling out to her before I realize she's not here. We've talked each day that she's been gone. I miss her, and I'll be glad when she's home, but I'm also happy that she got to see her parents. She left me a fridge full of food, and I've kept my eating-out to a minimum. (And yes, I'm sure she's coming back.)
Lots of interviews, and I'm still looking. I think there will be some offers soon. I hope there will be. The money is holding out, but I'm starting to go a bit nutty sitting around all day. I'm coming up on the ten-month point since my job ended, and it'd be nice to get back to work.
We're more-or-less unpacked. My wall prints are still in boxes in the "dining room", so we'll have to find a better place to put those. (My prints are of airplanes, the old World Trade Center, and subway maps...none of which appear to be to my wife's tastes.)
Otherwise...life continues. I love my wife and our world together.
She was in San Francisco because, for the first time in 6 1/2 years, she was going home. Once we passed the interview, I suggested to her that she could go home and see her family now that she was legally able to do so. Neither one of us is working yet, so she didn't have a job she needed to take time off from. And money wasn't so tight that we couldn't afford it, especially with a cheap airfare I found. She'll be in Jakarta for a couple of weeks, then back to San Francisco for a few days with her family and friends there. She'll be back home on 9/11.
I'm "enjoying" my temporary bachelor status. I don't sleep well without her, and I catch myself calling out to her before I realize she's not here. We've talked each day that she's been gone. I miss her, and I'll be glad when she's home, but I'm also happy that she got to see her parents. She left me a fridge full of food, and I've kept my eating-out to a minimum. (And yes, I'm sure she's coming back.)
Lots of interviews, and I'm still looking. I think there will be some offers soon. I hope there will be. The money is holding out, but I'm starting to go a bit nutty sitting around all day. I'm coming up on the ten-month point since my job ended, and it'd be nice to get back to work.
We're more-or-less unpacked. My wall prints are still in boxes in the "dining room", so we'll have to find a better place to put those. (My prints are of airplanes, the old World Trade Center, and subway maps...none of which appear to be to my wife's tastes.)
Otherwise...life continues. I love my wife and our world together.