I know... it's been months... but I've been busy being a father and trying to make my way here. That's not going so well. The money I had to change my status and work has disappeared... no wait, it has been stolen. We put the money into the account of my wife's father's account to use his cheque book. Apparently the government hasn't heard of direct debit. So the form was sent to Chicago as usual during the process and had arrived 4 days later. In 4 days, over $1000 was used from that account by her brother. Money that wasn't his. So now the form was rejected because of insufficient funds. Now her father had gave the card to her brother. Did he do it on purpose or is he becoming absent-minded? I know his mother had Alzheimer's. So I don't know what to think. I know what to feel and that's anger. Now I'm stuck in what I can only think of as limbo. I'm unable to work or support myself or continue with my career. Now I like to have control of my life. Yeah I'm a bit of a control freak. I'd like to work according to what type of lifestyle I want but I don't even have that. Just anger lots of anger.
Anyway, happy news... my beautiful daughter is developing fast. She's the normal weight and just a little tall but she's only 3 months and can stand for 10 seconds, has complete head control, she's teething and can already say Ma and Da when she wants one of us. I've been fixing the place we've been staying in. It's starting to look a lot better. Now I wish I could just remove the carpet, repaint and throw out most of the crap but it's not my house. Oh the things I would do to this place.
Anyway, happy news... my beautiful daughter is developing fast. She's the normal weight and just a little tall but she's only 3 months and can stand for 10 seconds, has complete head control, she's teething and can already say Ma and Da when she wants one of us. I've been fixing the place we've been staying in. It's starting to look a lot better. Now I wish I could just remove the carpet, repaint and throw out most of the crap but it's not my house. Oh the things I would do to this place.