Since Lee's gone back to Sydney last Sunday, I spent the week getting back to work, fixing for a foreign company's production job and doing the health checks for the Australian visa. Felt tiresome going back and forth the city settling red tape issues as a fixer, while seeing the doctors. Besides the GP, I also had to see my nephrologist twice. I had to take two blood tests and a couple of urine tests. I've taken so many urine tests this year, I griped to Lee about it and he responded with,

Just think you're peeing for your future.

But it's surreal to think that we've finally submitted my application. I'll probably get all the reports in to the Australian High Commission here by late next week, then it's the big wait. This is really happening isn't it?