…bygones

I mused yesterday that I should be blogging about what’s currently going on, but that it’s a bit depressing for me to capture it on here.

But here’s a brief outline anyway.

My UK Visa has expired. It actually expired before Kev and I got married, but we didnt’ let that stop us. The Home Office is adamant that in order to apply for my new visa, I must be in my home country, lest it be rejected.

So, after the wedding day we decided to take our honeymoon here in the States so that I could apply for my new Visa. This process has taken longer than I thought it would, and definately longer than I think it should. It’s a no-brainer, right? I’m married to Kev; I’m settled in Glasgow; I have a job and a flat and a life there. It should be simple, right?

Well, not so much. So, one week after I was due to fly home to Glasgow; Kev has gone ahead of me, and here I am. Still. Waiting.

We’ve changed my flight to Saturday, but with it being Thanksgiving this week, I don’t think any post is going to come through in time.

Alas, I am anxious to get home. I’m a little bit bored, and more than a little bit heartbroken that my husband is in another country and I am defenseless to put it right.

Anyhow, if anyone feels like writing a strongly worded letter to the home secretary, be my guest.