I live in Paris, right?
I mean, I thought I did. But GUESS WHAT? I have to go back to Colorado AGAIN today for a biometrics appointment for the continuing citizenship saga. I was just there a month ago. Now I have to go back. It seems I am already living in the States.
The good news? I get to spend Christmas and New Years with Mum and Dad. The bad? We had our beautiful friends coming from Copenhagen to spend Christmas with us here. Now, as I've been called to an appointment, I have to leave and Yash will be here with them. I'm glad at least he will have people around for the holidays as I selfishly jet off to my family, but I'm gutted that I don't get to catch up with the lovely friends whom I've not seen in ages. We were going to rent a golf buggy and tear ass through Versailles gardens together. Nards!
Hopefully this photo and fingerprint appointment means I am one step closer to a big thumbs up from the USA. I certainly hope so, I'm ready to stop flying 15 hours back and forth all the time. I don't fit into planes, man.
So yes, it looks like more radio silence around here from the 16th as I head off to try and sort my life out. I wish everyone a lovely, lovely holiday season, and see you all in 2015. WHAT? I can't even type that without balking. GAH.