3 am

Jan 24, 2011 17:02

Ugh, it's madness how things suddenly go all funky in the middle of the night. Usually I wake up to wee like 4 or 5 times, which is not optimal, but don't tend to have much of a problem with getting back to sleep. I'm tired, man! But for some reason last night I just couldn't get back to sleep for a while and I ended up fretting for a while about my ILR app. Which was weird because I have been not at all worried about it in the daylight. I mean, if they don't have enough documentation, they'll ask for more. If for some reason the payment won't go through, they say they will contact me.  It's not like I've done anything illegal or wrong and all that jazz, which I know during the day. But for some reason last night I was all worried.

Let's say, hypothetically, that they deny my application. What in the world do I do? I suppose I would find an immigration solisitor. And then I would go to Ireland for a while because I will have 28 days to leave the country, which is not long enough to get a US passport for the baby and he can't go to America without one. Woot Ireland, I've always wanted to go there :D

In all seriousness, they really can't get rid of me once I pop out the Britling (according to UK Border Force, and that TV is nothing short of documentary). Apparently they are loathe to split up families and stuff. I should really not be so worried. I'm not usually.

But dang, everything is way scarier at 3am.
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