When I was a kid there was a comedy about the NYPD, and a couple of misfit officers who were never where they should have been. It seems strange now, a comedy about the police but it was reasonably amusing.
Simpler, better days, they were.
But I can also remember my folks telling my sisters to call when they got home. I thought it was silly, they’re grown-ups they’ll be fine, after all they always had been. Funny how this changes, isn’t it?
My partner is currently in the Philippines with his fiancée, if I haven’t mentioned it she’s pretty darned wonderful in my opinion, as well, apart from being an industrial engineer and a specialist in lean management.
Immigration has turned into a nightmare, apparently our State Department equates self-employment with being unemployed, in some cases I’m sure it’s true but their requirements for sponsoring her into the country are very burdensome, they start with $80,000 in liquid assets and go on from there, and then add the requirements of her government and you have just created a red tape mountain of Everestian proportions.
They completely failed once, and that is why or business is on hold, we decided if we were going to get this done, we would just have to close and let him take a job, we do enough side work to keep me going but that’s about it, for now. Honestly, he took a pretty good pay cut to do it as well.
And he’s like that too, he’s knows its going fine so why tell anybody so (full disclosure: so am I) but you know, it’s hard when your sitting here with several problems stewing and you don’t know for sure because you haven’t heard from him. It’s very likely that everything is fine and he’s having a wonderful time like those old postcards from Florida said. But I wish he’s say so.
Silly? Of course it is. But I’ll bet every one of you parents know exactly what I mean. After a while, the ‘what-if’s’ start piling in and pretty soon you’re living on coffee and antacids, and worrying more and more.
And if it happens that two people drop off the screen at the same time, it seems to about treble the worry. Rational? No, it’s not. But it is.