Originally Posted by Professional Princess

I know

You do get into a routine though Jackie, it starts with waking at 6am, staring at the alarm clock and willing the telephone to ring.

Get up, dressed and brekkie, pray that whilst porridge is cooking in microwave, the phone will ring.

Phone hasnt rung by half seven and its time to get train. Curse loudly, think 'I am SO fed up', leave and go to station where ticket man says 'Any sign of that visa yet Sam? You have been telling us you were going for ages'

Force smile out at ticket man and get on the train.

Get to work with the faintest hope ever that George Lombard will phone me - he doesn't. Check email in case he can't get through on home phone, work phone, mobile phone. Email box empty.

Check work email (just in case)

By now, Australia are settling down for the evening and you resign yourself to the fact it won't be today (but you secretly pray it might be)

Then spend lunch break thinking 'It was a year on Feb 21' and then tell family that no, you can't call DIAC/Algeria/The Pope/The Queen/Robbie Williams to find out what has happened, you just have to wait.

Get home, go on internet, pray The Lombard has emailed you, he hasnt. Eat your dinner, drink copious amounts of tea and watch Eastenders/Corrie.

Go to bed for half an hour, go back on computer, check email, drink horlicks, set alarm for 6am.

And so it all begins again.

Exhausted reading this? Imagine what I am like.

Originally Posted by jules29

I think I need to join the limbo club too

I remember waking up in the night and checking my email just in case. Then one day when you least expect it you get the news you've been waiting for. I feel like its started all over again now but with the house sale. Finding it so frustrating knowing we can go and yet we cant.

Jules

Originally Posted by jules29

I think I need to join the limbo club too

I remember waking up in the night and checking my email just in case. Then one day when you least expect it you get the news you've been waiting for. I feel like its started all over again now but with the house sale. Finding it so frustrating knowing we can go and yet we cant.

Jules

Originally Posted by Professional Princess

Well guys, I reckon we can open our own 'Limbo Land Public House' and give each other support by the pint glass.

Originally Posted by Mrs JFW

I am so glad you said that PP cos I am on my 3rd bottle of Becks already tonight and hubby has got his nuts out!








.....peanuts that is ladies! calm down!

Originally Posted by Mrs JFW

I am so glad you said that PP cos I am on my 3rd bottle of Becks already tonight and hubby has got his nuts out!








.....peanuts that is ladies! calm down!

Originally Posted by asher

Have a drink then,
just remember it will happen and then things will snowball and next thing you will be in Oz having a whale of a time!!

Kim

Originally Posted by phoenix_uk

Ok - i have given in tonight and opened a bottle.

Right so who's playing in our club this evening ?

Originally Posted by asher

Madness I think

Kim

Originally Posted by JustBecause

What I can't stand is the changes in pace - sometimes it's completely glacial & you can't do anything, then suddenly it ramps up & you've got no time to breathe. I wish someone would hurry up & invent Star Trek style transporters then we can instantly make the move with all our possesions in one go - sorted !

Originally Posted by Mrs JFW

Aww luv, its sounds like groundhog day! how about your hubby how is he bearing up?

Jackie x

Originally Posted by Professional Princess

Hes not doing too bad, has his moments of 'bloody hell, where is it?' kind of thing.

Sometimes Im tempted to throw in the towel because there is no way I am waiting another year, no way at all.