Don’t know if bad news always comes in three’s, but it came in two’s for me this afternoon. One hot mess right on top of another. Damn. My US work visa application was down to the final days for reply – well I got one today. I might have been happier with a YES or a NO, but a request for “MORE INFORMATION” so that I’m in suspended animation for yet another month . . .making me crazy. So back to digging out more information that will float around in various in-boxes for a while and eventually make it’s way to those security folks. Meanwhile, I sit and wait, not knowing what my future is going to be, where I’m going to live and, quite literally, having no back up plan. Frustration
And no better luck on the home sale front. Who would have thought, back in those heady real estate days of a few years ago, that it would be difficult to sell a spacious townhouse, with an income suite, in a sought after family neighbourhood in Vancouver. Not me, that’s for sure. But difficult is what’s happening. There is a glut of properties on the market (“excess inventory”) and a limited number of buyers. And those buyers appear to be sitting on the sidelines waiting to see what’s going to happen. Well something a bit more substantial than me flinging a hissy fit, I mean. ‘Cause that would be really helpful. Damnation.
But none of that is going to help, I’ve been playing this waiting game for sooo long now, what’s another few weeks? Wait, let me drag that pen out of my eye . . .no really, going to be fine. Planning your life more than say, oh a week in advance is really over-rated. NOT FOR ME. I’m a control and planning freak, it’s what I do. Having no control and not being able to plan is killing me. And if I think about all the weeks of keeping my home spotlessly clean for showings . . .and the weeks yet to come . . .better hide everything sharp. Aussie humour – pen in the eye is the ultimate sign of frustration . . .see below.
So I did what any sensible person would do, I called a friend. She’s not as prone to ride the emotional roller coasters as I am. Whew, talked me down off the ledge again. Re-frame she said, you just have to find a way to re-frame the downside to an upside. So, with that in mind, my Top 8 (tried for Top 10, couldn’t do it!) reasons why not having a work visa, not selling my house and likely not moving until September is a good thing (lies, all lies!!).
1. At least I didn’t get one out of two. Imagine if I got the work permit but couldn’t sell. Or sold my house and had nowhere to go? Ok, that’s not a bad re-frame.
2. Vancouver is really fun and really beautiful in the summer. Gorgeous beaches, kayaking, hiking.
3. Blue Rodeo, one of my favourite bands, is headlining the Burnaby Roots and Blues Festival in August, and I’ll be here for it!!
4. Think of all the airmiles I’m going to earn flying back and forth from Van to Louisville, Richmond and Baltimore for all the concerts and festivals I’ve got planned on the East Coast. Yowzers, that’s a LOT of miles. Careful planning required.
5. Instead of packing and moving, July and August are going to be summertime funtime.
6. The family on the West Coast get to keep me just a little bit longer. And I get to keep them a little bit longer. Happy!
7. No sad goodbye’s any time soon; and maybe a couple of surprising hello’s because I’m still in Van, not half way across the country.
8. Packing boxes sucks, so putting it off for another month, yeh, I can live with that. I know it’s just putting off the inevitable, but, oh well, so be it.
Like most of their fans, when The Civil Wars announced a “break” from touring a few months ago I thought they were done and I was crushed. Just thrilled that Joy and John Paul have a brand new record out August 6th, here’s the first song, The One That Got Away.