My lawn mower refuses to function. Trying to get the stubborn thing started yesterday blistered my hand in two places. Now it looks like I’ll have to take the beast to a hardware store to be repaired. My half mowed lawn frustrates my need for closure, as I can’t tolerate incomplete tasks and feel very goal-oriented these days, wanting to check chores off my list. In my mind, the more tasks I can remove, the closer I am to Vietnam.
However, I won’t make it to Vietnam at all, if S. and I don’t unravel the tangle that is the visa application process. It currently looks like I can only get a single entry tourist visa that is good for up to 30 days. To enter the country multiple times I will have to be sponsored by an organization in Vietnam, in this case, probably S’s NGO. I’m starting to stress about this, as I leave in less than a month–again I need closure–need to check the visa detail off my mental list and more importantly have the actual document in hand.
These visa details not withstanding, I’m becoming anxious to leave. I want the semester to hurry and end, so I can begin this next chapter of my life. I feel fairly impatient–hurry up and wait, hurry up and wait. Goodness this delay is deadly. I don’t wait well.