They let me back in! I get to play at being a pseudo-American for another year!
For those of you who don’t know, I’m a Montreal native who moved down here last March to be closer to my boyfriend, a wonderful guy I met online who unfortunately happened to live way down here in the Baltimore/DC area. I found a job as a medical technologist at a local hospital, fought like hell to get a work visa so I could move down, got myself an apartment, and started setting up my little life far from home. And I got to start having a normal, “dating” relationship with my boyfriend, instead of having to book a flight and try to squeeze months of our relationship into a few three-day weekends a year.
I just got back from renewing my work visa, which is sadly only good for a year at a time, and despite my paranoid panic that they’d decide not to let me back in, everything went very smoothly and I’m onto my second year. So now I can focus on packing up all my stuff for next month’s move… because he asked me to move in! Wheee!!
I’m just happy and wanted to share with you guys. Who’s got stories of immigrant visas and long-distance love to share? Who has advice for someone moving in with a boyfriend for the first time ever? Who just wants to “wheee” with me???