It’s the beginning of another month—the kind of time which brings to the mailboxes of many Americans more disappointments than joys. Some are disappointed with what arrives in their mailbox: bills that can’t be paid. Some are unhappy with what doesn’t arrive in their mail: the check on which they are so dependent.
Me? I was just happy to enjoy a sunshiny break from the rain—though I’m grateful we’re having so much of it, finally!—to get outside in the cool afternoon air and walk down the driveway to check my box. I didn’t even know whether the mail had been delivered yet; I just needed to get outdoors. Sometimes, I sit at my desk so long, you’d think I was anchored there with a real ball and chain.
Well, the walk was worth the trip in more ways than one.
It happened later than I originally guessed, but sooner than I ultimately presumed. That “expedited” government document—the one so desperately needed now, to fill in the last blank on an application due soon for a foreign study program—finally arrived.
Next breath-suspension exercise: the long wait to receive the response to the application for study abroad. Here’s hoping the decision comes back with a “yes” for Ireland!