I noticed I was picking at my lips like I do when I'm stressed, and said to myself "Don't pick your lips, puppy girl. Use your lip balm." And I did, and I told myself "Good girl!" and for whatever reason, I actually got the same happy endorphins as I sometimes do when Miriam calls me good girl, and it's pretty nice!

I'm making phone calls today.

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Miriam and I submitted our application for her to sponsor me for residency in April. Last week, we finally got what's called AOR or acknowledgement of receipt, the first step in the process. I need a medical exam for the next step, and I just had a short, rather racist interaction with the medical office. The receptionist said things like "Yours is ( Read more... )

I parked at one of the two-level bike racks for the first time yesterday. I was at the local expat center for my appointment to get a BSN and be a legal Dutch resident.


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