I am still a slacker - still haven't dealt with the huge backlog of pics that I have but I have news!
I am now allowed to go find work! I have a work permit!
Yesterday I got a letter saying that my application had been approved and today? A pretty card with an awful photo of me showed up. Hooray!
I am a little shocked by it all cos the application only went in last month and I expected to wait until June, so now I guess I should be getting my resume up to date (having not worked for hmm, well over a year) and looking for jobs that I would enjoy.
Plus if I want I can start dyeing yarn again, and update the yarnivorous yarns website. Some friends back 'ome have the old yarn and fibre in tubs but I foolishly didn't label the tubs and I don't know who has what yarn and fibre - makes it hard to sell stuff when it isn't easily locatable!
And I can become a Real Person! Until now I've basically only existed in the eyes of homeland security, and I have not been a Real Person. To be a Real Person in the USA, you have to have a social security number. Without an SSN, you are pretty much crippled. You can't have an SSN unless you are eligible to work. SSNs are used for all sorts of purposes not just tax. Like when I have an SSN I can then apply online for various things, I can develop a credit rating (more important than you would think here), all sorts of stuff that I can't think of in all the excitement.
In less exciting news, now that I am over 40, the doctors are less willing to prescribe the Pill, and also want me to do things like mammograms! Holy guacamole, I don't want a mammogram! I am quite obviously not a Lady of a Certain Age and my boobs are not squishable. Anyway, it all makes me wonder if women just plain don't have sex after 40 cos let's face it, condoms are not much fun! (Especially when one is a bit dodgy with latex.)
On that charming note, I bid you