"you are your own worst enemy"

Those are words my dad told me numerous times growing up.  Probably more times than I would like to remember.... or admit......

The crazy thing about growing up (or attempting to in my case..hehe) is realizing your parents were far more correct than we ever gave them credit.  And probably more so than the credit we do give them once we start realizing how many times they WERE right (hey, gotta keep SOME pride, right? lol).

Flash forward to the other man in my life, Wayne.  He's right far more often than I would like to admit, especially when it comes to me stressing out.  "It'll all work out, babe" is usually his standard answer when I stress.  And typically he is right.  Although SOMETIMES I think that if I didn't stress and harass people when needed over whatever I'm stressing about, perhaps there would be a different and negative outcome? Totally going with that! 

So, I stress out too often, and I'm my own worst enemy.  Lessons from the two most important men in my life.

A quick summary is I still don't know yet whether or not my new job is going to sponsor me.  And I need this sponsorship process to start ASAP.  Basically, I need to get this started, so that when can leave the country in July and when we return in mid August, I can legally return...so that in September we can file for our partner visa....... It all sounds very simple.... but the wheels in my head seem to spin out of control sometimes and the "What if's" seem to take over.  Friday night was a typical toss and turn and wake and think...for hours... kinda night.  On Saturday at work, I had some downtime and got on the immigration website.  And since apparently lack of sleeps turns me into a dyslexic, I spent the next 4 hrs stressing that our ONLY option was to get married between now and the end of July.  (NOT that I have any hesitation to get married..would do it tomorrow.. it's just really important to us to get married when WE want to, and NOT for the sake of residency and making the government and dept of immigration happy!)  (long story on what I was looking at..it's too confusing to go into on here)  Ugh.  However, all this stressing on my behalf did prompt me to do some research, so hopefully there will be less panic/stress at some stage. 

Anyways... I've now completed 2 weeks at work..this past week was my first full week at the office I work at (first week was training in a satellite office).  It's going really really well.  I absolutely love it and the people I work with.  I can def see myself at this place for years to come...which isn't something I usually think about a job this early in.  I'm hoping things continue at this rate.  I'm really enjoying returning back to a normal life and schedule.  It's been nearly 3 years since I've had a normal schedule.  You know, no nights, no weekends, no holidays.  Granted, I do work 4 hrs every other Saturday, but that's nothing.  Still allows for a normal weekend! 

So, cross fingers that this week brings good news!

The next few weeks will be BUSY!!  On Monday 6 Feb, Wayne has surgery.  One week later, my folks arrived for two weeks.  Shew!  After this week, I'm off work for 3 weeks. 

Ok, until next time..... tootles!