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Monday, June 30, 2008

Vampires and Zits

Why couldn't I have fallen in love with someone from, say, New York? New Hampshire? New Jersey? New Mexico? There is lots of "New" in the good old USA. Why does my "New" have to be New Zealand? I don't have to apply for work permits and visas to live in New Anywhere in the US. I don't have to prove that I'm employed, that yes, the man I sleep with every night is really my partner and we are, indeed, in a stable and committed relationship. I don't have to submit my fingerprints to prove that I'm not a felon. And, most significantly, I don't have to pay $390 to go to the doctor, answer 30 questions about my health, have a chest x-ray, pee in a cup, and have blood sucked from my arm. And, apparently, I'm obese. But not morbidly obese. I think it's best that I keep my morbidity and my obesity separate, thanks. I feel like my arm, my self image and my bank account have just been pillaged by vampires. Bled dry, I tell you.

No, to live in New Anywhere, USA (or Anywhere Anywhere, USA, for that matter) all I have to do is turn up. Done deal!

I know it will all be worth it in the end, when I get that sweet message in my mailbox saying that my residency application has been approved. It will be fair sailing from there. I just wish it will be fair sailing TO there. It will all be worth it to know that I don't have to worry about deadlines and the looming expiration of my visa...It will be worth it to know that Bob and I can focus on our long term future rather than this pesky little immigration thing that pops up like a zit every year.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

How much longer??? I mean, how many more times do you have to go through this?

And I like Bob. I think it's fabulous that you two have each other!

AND I thought you looked MAR-VEH-LOUS last I saw you. *hugs*

Erin said...

This should be the last time I have to deal with this. Once I'm a Permanent Resident, all I have to do is check in every few years to show that I still live here. And I think after 4 years or so, especially if Bob and I get married, I won't have to worry about anything at all!