Well, the joy hasn't completely evaporated. But today, after another delightful visit with my mumbling lawyer (honestly, if he would just not talk under his breath, I might understand what the hell is going on). I'm applying for a spouse visa. A visa that will put me on a slightly quicker track to permanent residency. And to answer some of your questions in the comments of the post linked to above: No, nothing is really being transferred from one visa to the next. It's like starting from scratch but because of where I am in the process now, it should be hopefully a bit quicker. My lawyer is hoping for 3-4 months with the longest estimates at nine months...However, it has been known to take much longer.
(Seriously, I really like my lawyer and he has been nothing but nice to me besides a few lawyer like things that look, it's in their genes or something...so if you need an immigration lawyer in Australia I'd love to hook you up with him).
So, anyway, yeah. I have about 5000 forms to fill out and papers to write (including as Inspector Climate has dubbed it "Our Romantic Novel Love Story" which will be filled with tid bits like how we met, photos of trips we've been on, stories of meeting the parents, and we'll probably mention getting married.). Screen shots of emails sent, and proof of all the joint accounts we have. Fabulous. The good news is the more quickly we do it the less likely I'll have to take any tests again!!
On top of that, on the market for a new phone plan (Hello smart phone, we shall finally meet! And then I could tweet...OUTSIDE OF MY HOME) - except that apparently because my visa is only 18 months they won't give me a 24 month plan. So instead I'll have to pay tons more per month for a 12 month plan.
The truth, the real truth and nothing but the truth so help me
You'll probably get one more post with Jorge still growing inside me. But then, after that I'll be Jorge free. Bonus: You might get some drugged up Decoybetty posts - I've never been drugged up!