Do over

Well, I hadn't quite expected to be writing this post quite so soon after getting that "in process" update, but in the mailbox today was a grayish envelope with "Canada" and the little maple leaf motif on it, and inside were documents requesting I do my medical examination and police record (again).  I am honestly astonished.  The letters are dated Feb 21, and the in process update says they began processing the information on Feb 20.  The envelope is post-marked Feb 22, and sometime between yesterday and today it arrived in my mailbox.  Wow.

Of course, all this marvelous efficiency is not without its faults.  They addressed the letters to me as Mrs. (insert maiden name).  This, after I sent them a copy of my new passport with my assumed married name and after I completed a new personal information form with said new last name and sent to them, 6 and 3 months ago respectively.  Really?

I am going to hope that the Tax Department does not get pissy with me when I go to pay for my fingerprints to be done, given that the forms are issued to Mrs. (insert maiden name) and I am Mrs. (insert married name) nee (insert maiden name) on my ID and taxpayer registration.  Just in case, I have decided to take along my marriage certificate and the passport with my former name to show to them, so they don't give me a hard time.  Caught between the ridiculousness of two bureaucracies!

So, now I need to book an appointment to see the doctor, I need to get time off from work to deal with the police certificate and said medical, and I need to prove I have not been to the US since 2010, in order not to have to go through the rigmarole of getting another FBI certificate.

Suddenly it dawns on me, now that events have started moving, that soon I will be moving my whole life.  I just posted something on FB referring to us as being at the end, and my perceptive hubby posted that we are actually nearing the beginning.  A new beginning is coming, and it's no longer on the horizon, it is in port and coming in to dock.  Wow, I've got a lot to do!

12 weeks to the beginning of June...I need to have myself set to leave by then, that's my timeline.