Well guys, it's been a long haul, but I'm happy to share that I'm an Accidental Housewife no longer. Of course, this doesn't mean that I'm changing the name of my blog! Plenty of housewives work too. Vicki from Real Housewives of the OC won't shut up about work (yes, I've actually watched many Housewives episodes -- guilty pleasure).
I finally received my approved work permit and have officially started my job!!! Even though it was an extremely stressful process, replete with obstacles (I didn't get a good night's sleep for weeks), I guess the third time was the charm! I found out the previous day that it had been approved, but still couldn't believe my eyes when I received the long-awaited package in the mail. It may not have come for Christmas, but it sure felt like Christmas morning.
Signed, Sealed, Delivered :) |
And it only took 9 months! Yep -- I could have had a full-term pregnancy and really solidified my housewife status. If the permit was my baby, I was definitely overdue and ready to have the damn thing already! However, instead of from a baby, the labor pains I dealt with came from the red tape (another whole post in itself), the waiting, the worrying, the lack of control over my situation... there have been quite a few Rainy Days in the last 9 months.
Then came Tuesday afternoon, exactly a week ago today. I harassed called my contact at the Permits Office (poor guy didn't know what he was getting himself into when he gave me his direct line and email) for the third time that day, desperately trying to get an answer so I wouldn't lose my job. It was music to my ears when he said it had been approved and was already on its way.
Delirious, I babbled something like, "Are you serious?! You're serious! I'm so happy! And I bet you're happy I'll stop calling you now!" I hung up the phone, screamed, then called my husband at work and starting crying as I told him the news. It was an all-out flood of relief, happiness, anxiety -- every emotion that had been building up for months. I'm already an emotional person, but this was next level.
Received these at my office on my first day of work with a note: "9 months in the making, so proud of you!" I'm a lucky lady :) |
After receiving my permit, I headed straight for the immigration office to change my status, and then started work the next day. I'm done with the red tape (for now, at least) and I'm ready to move on with my new life here.
Thank you to everyone for all the overwhelming support through the highs and the lows so far! After the lows, I forced myself not to get my hopes up about working and truly enjoying life in Ireland, but I'm glad to say that I've allowed hope back in once again. I know that working is not the "end-all, be-all," but I'm looking forward to this next chapter in Dublin.