The first time I celebrated something on my own was the day when I found out that I have been accepted to a college in Lithuania. I was so excited that I went to a cafe and bought myself a lovely breakfast. I know this doesn't sound like a big deal but this was at a time when we really didn't have much money and in fact, when I told my mom that I spent equivalent of $10 on a breakfast to celebrate the fact that I was accepted to a college I really wanted to go to, I got in a bit of trouble.
Today was the second time when I felt like it was worth celebrating. I have not had a haircut since we lived in London. I kept telling Neil that I won't get one until money starts coming in. Well, let's just say that I had a lovely bush growing on my head.
On Saturday we received an email telling us that the immigration have lost a few pieces of our paperwork. Well, I copied them and went to town to hand them in again. I sat in the line for a while, went to talk to a lovely Indian lady who looked up our file and said something that I heard as "Looks like you've gotten your visa approved". I've been mishearing things the whole day so I asked her to repeat it. She said "Your visa was approved this morning, looks like just a little while ago".
I was stunned, especially since I had just pulled out the missing documents. And this soon?! And this is Neil's first day at work!! I didn't know if I wanted to jump up and down or scream of joy or give this woman a big kiss on her left cheek. Turns out they had found the papers they thought were missing and approved.
I ran out of there and called Neil and told him of the great news. On the way home I stpped by a lovely, expensive hair salon and wanted to get a haircut and highlights but didn't have time for both, so I just got a nice cut. I knew it will cost more than what I usually pay but it was worth it, I was offered champagne and got a head massage and shoulder massage and while my hair was being washed, they put a stack of magazines on the little side table, all of the kind that I had picked before-hand. I was smiling inside the whole time.
We have our Visa!!!! This means that for the next 4 years we are going to make this country our home. It means that we are going to get paid and even I can work - anywhere I want!!!! But we all know that tomorrow I am going to register my new graphic design and photo company - Lemon Design Studio, based in Gold Coast, Australia.
Neil's first day went well. At the moment he has an hour and a half commute to work until we move to the coast on the 6th of November. He's gotten some books on CDs and listens to them while cruising down the coast. He left at 6 am this morning and turned up ... an hour late for work. Neither of us realized that New South Wales state (where he works) and Queensland (where we are at now) function on two different time zones. They do daylight savings there but not here. So tomorrow he will leave at 5 am. But the good thing is that he gets back much earlier. He has a really cool blackberry given to him by work, a work laptop, a work car with gas paid and he works in a much more relaxed atmosphere. And now he gets paid for his work!!!!
It's time to celebrate!!!