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.