"hi" i whispered in the dark

i jolted awake and reached for my phone to check the time.

the red light was buzzing, so for funzies, i checked my email.

"peace corps status update."

could it be?  i think our nurse is checking our files.

or has checked them.

could we be cleared?

could we really be a part of that 15% that gets it 100% correct on the first try? BOTH of us?

i had to wake chris, so he turned over and i whispered the news.

"we have a status update. i think we may be cleared."

five minutes later, laptop in hand, the darkness of the morning glaring against the bright computer screen, there it was:

it just feels too good to be true?  could we be cleared?

***

received the letter.  we're both cleared.

praise the world and everything praised.

chris has the magical powers, i tell ya

so, i've now attempted to reach our medical assistant twice to no avail.

chris tries, and gets him on first try.

i'd be bitter but...

our files are STAPLED TOGETHER and on NURSE'S desk awaiting REVIEW!

the new terms of endearment around our house include "stapled togetha foreva."

my addiction to peace corps journals has returned. help me, a&e.

cavity filled

i got my cavity filled prior to the holidays (what cavity, asked my dentist) and waited to mail it back in, just in case it got lost in the holiday shuffle.

dental clearance for us both now, suckas!