I'M HOME!!!

My goodness...Away sooo long!
It's official....I quit the Masters program and I moved back home with my sweet sweet husband yesterday. No regrets, I'm so glad to be home....

Oh ya, and I got my hair chopped off last week, the picture is from the day after I got it done, and I hadn't really figured out how to style it yet...but I think I'm getting better....or else people are just too nice and dishonest :-P

So now, the living room is piled high with stuff. Can you believe that I moved my entire apartment full of stuff in my Yaris! Yep, I got it all in!
I started packing at around 1pm, left Guelph at 5pm, got to my driveway at 6:30pm, Harold unpacked while I had the fastest shower in history, and we left for our Encounter 1 course with our church and actually got there on time at 7pm. Whew!

And the best part is, I'm pretty sure that I don't have to go back!

I have a lot of cleaning to do....ack

I wanna go home!

I hate this, I really hate living apart. I know it's not THAT far away, but I have to sleep in a different city, and only talk to my husband on the phone for as many as 5 nights a week. Well, it just sucks. We're frickin newlyweds! We're supposed to be together.
I hate school here so much is ridiculous. I can't believe I thought this was a good idea. Who knows when I'll graduate...it's so wishy washy with research. I really just want to quit. But I've already been in this for over a year. I so wish that I could transfer universities, or just do my lab work out of another lab at Western, as sort of an exchange, betcha I could go to pretty much any lab there and they could help me more than my lab here can. I really just want out. I think I could stand it, if I were in the same situation but living at home, but I'm not. I hate it I hate it I hate it...I wanna go home.....for good! Should I just quit? Throw away over a year of work? I haven't actually got any results because everything that I've done is garbage, so, what am I really wasting other than a couple of courses (which I did really quite well in). Oh ya, it would be a waste of a year of my life, a year that I've already spent away from Harold, it would all be for nothing. You know, this is where I really need a lightning bolt...I really need to know what God's plan is for me, because I really havent' got a clue what to do. If I was supposed to stay here and be in Guelph, then why does it seem so unbearable. If I was supposed to quit...then...why would I have even come here....why waste the time...oh how I loathe to fail at something else...it just sucks...is life just a series of failures...what am I supposed to learn from this...I don't get it!

A REAL ROBSON!

Finally!!! It worked! I'm really really a Robson. It's taken over three months, but I finally got my name changed. That is a picture of the name on my temporary drivers licence. I also got my other governmental IDs changed over today as well! Woo hoo....finally. I was beginning to think it would never happen, but it did.

So, If you go and get married in another country...like Cuba for example....when you get back here to wonderful Canada...Ontario for me, then here's what you need to do in order to change your name. It's really very simple, the hard part is actually finding someone who knows what you need in order to get things rolling. Once you get the official copy of the marriage certificate, the one that has been legalized by the Canadian embasy in Cuba, then you can take that and go get it translated. Here in london I went to the London Cross Cultural Learner Centre, they were by far the cheapest. Every other quote I got was in the range of $200 for translation, and $100-$200 for the notarization, but at the lcclc it cost $80 in total.

Once you have that, it seems to be no trouble at all. I went pretty early this morning too, so I didn't even have to wait in line very long at the first two places. The health card however...was a 40 minute wait...oh well, not too bad...but I am still extremely bitter that I had to give up my old red and white Ontario health card and get one of these darned picture ones...I'd been holding onto that baby since I was 12! Alas, now it is gone...and I'm doomed to go get yet another ID renewed every 5 years...doh! Who cares...I'm a ROBSON!