As odd as this might sound, I don’t particularly like it when I have especially good days. Good days mean that there’s going to be bad days too, and there seems to be people in my life that I’m unable to ditch that like to wait until I’m actually feeling healthy and good to attack me and shove me back into depression. Thankfully, I think I’ve got the worst of those quietly tied off, so maybe I can risk sharing my joys for once.

Firstly, I received a most welcome and awaited for letter yesterday. According to the Home Office, my citizenship application has been approved – woo hoo! I’m not a citizen yet, mind, but I’ll obviously keep the page updated as to when the ceremony and the like will be. I’m not looking forward to that, as that’s not my sort of thing, but then, years of military service and all the ceremonies that entails puts one off on the whole ‘civic pride’ thing if it wasn’t already your thing. I still need to, past that, get my British passport and change my name back in the States, but at least this big step is nearly done.

Other things bringing joy are mainly centred around my child. She has a charming habit of not really doing anything new for a long time (outside of being frustrated that she can’t do X or Y), but yesterday saw two more teeth push through, and very likely her first step too. I didn’t see it; she was standing on the couch, and apparently, it was her father that was her target. We’re refraining from putting it in her baby book as of quite yet, hoping that she would demonstrate her new talent yet again… but not quite yet. I do wish she’d get there, but I know she will when she’s ready to, and with significantly more proficiency than expected.

As for today? I’m rocking a bit of a migraine and intend to lay low… so I shall! 😀