Our move is, ridiculously, pushed back another few weeks to early/mid-August.  For the last week or so we’ve been trying to get the details worked out, pushing to get things lined up so we could still leave at the end of July, but it just isn’t going to happen.

The issues we’re dealing with now are logistical and almost entirely out of our hands — we just learned that Matt’s company doesn’t handle the visa paperwork but that it’s our responsibility.  It’s a process that, unfortunately, is going to take a few weeks, even if we expedite. 

So August it is. 

I’m super frustrated because if we had known about this, we’d have handled it a long time ago.  But we simply weren’t given sufficient information, so now we’re paying the price.  At least we found out before we bought our plane tickets, so don’t have to deal with the additional potential complication of having to change our flights and pay those fees.  There’s always a bright side, I guess.

I’ve been overwhelmed in the past few weeks with the minutia of moving, the frustration of not being in control of so much of the process, and the day-to-day details of our normal life as well.  I’ve been short-tempered, irritable, impatient, and easily upset.  It’s hard on the kids, it’s hard on me, and it’s hard on Matt.  We’re living in a weird sort of limbo, and have been for so long, and although I think this is finally the homestretch, it’s the most frustrating part of the process yet.  I’m trying hard to focus on looking forward a month from now when, hopefully, I’ll finally be in England with my little family and loving life.

Until then, I’d appreciate it so much if you can send good thoughts that we can get through the next few weeks without any further hiccups and can finally get started on this next adventure!

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