It's been a whirlwind.
I'm stressing out as I don't have a Work Permit or my Visa yet. ACK! What am I going to do???
Here's hoping that within the next 6 days, someone can make a decision to get the info back to NYC so they can process my application and get me my passport back...and FAST! If not - I fax a request to NYC to get my passport, go to Sweden for a couple of weeks, come back, get a stamp (upon approval of at least a Residence permit), and maybe fly back with Thom and Reese. "Everything happens for a reason", right? Yeah, I'm the biggest prophet of that phrase...time for me to actually "practice what I preach". crap!
So, here I sit 10 days before take off. Have I packed? nope! Have I made a list at least? nope! Ok, what have I done??! I've gotten my international drivers license! I have contacted the insurance company about my car (and saving money - no, not a geico ad --- just about stopping collision coverage while I'm gone), and I have a ton left to do - I have a car appointment for tomorrow morning, I have a hair cut on Wed., I have a dentist appointment on Thursday, I have to call the internet and cable companies to save some more money, I have to get to the bank to see what they can do about helping me with an account in Sweden, I need to figure out how to "do taxes" or get an extension, and I need to find a place to live!??!?!? what? Yeah, well, I still don't have an apartment to rent just yet. I have a place that I've checked out as far as a room to rent, but it's only temporary according to the land lord. Oh well. Once I get to know my co-workers and team mates, things will fall into place. Everything happens for a reason.
It's amazing the things you don't think of if you don't have to do a move like this...or if you have to do a move like this and work covers you completely - all of the things that they do for you.
I'm fretting about missing my honey for a couple of months and the pooch that always makes it all ok when I get home from a day at work. I'll be OK...it's temporary, but it's just a weight on the mind and a tug on the heart. I look at Reese and realize how much she has to worry about - sleeping in the cargo area of a plane and worrying about barking Swedish commands at us..."Voof!" Yeah, she's got it great!
I did manage to get out and skate with the men's bandy team this past week - that was definitely needed and great! I realized how out of shape I am. There is this Men's US Bandy tradition that whenever a team member heads over seas, they send the player around the rink to lead 6 laps around the ice (once per hour time difference??? I don't know the significance...) But, when the coach was announcing this, my buddy Nellie opens his mouth and says "because she's a girl, she has to do 8, right?" (thanks Nellie!) Yes, the coach made me skate 8 laps around the rink with guys coming and going as they please within those 8 laps (they could skate 1, fall out....join in 4 laps later, skate 1...etc)...I thought I'd puke at lap 6, but my buddy Nellie kept encouraging me, telling me the last 2 are easy...it took me back to the day when Paul told me that finishing the last 13 miles of the Ironman run were "easy". Suck it up, keep going, mental note "you are NOT in shape!". Better to find that out now instead of when I get to Sweden. Those "buddies" are the ones that you want to hit during the moment, but want to hug them when they have pushed you to your limit - thanks guys!
When I get there, I have a tournament to look forward to...I'm really excited about that and can't wait to put all of the planning and logistics behind me. I just want to enjoy the fruits of all of this labor!
Everything happens for a reason....(everything??)....yes, everything. What doesn't break me down, will make me stronger. Mentally, emotionally, and physically; the survival of the fittest.
10 days and counting....
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