This is a Marriage...?

 ... so sang our lady Kate on her solo record, years and years after Flamenco with Gord.  His voice echoes on 3 years after passing.  The tick tock tick of resolute time, marching.

The last week has been a lull of foggy and overcast skies, insipid motivation, the nervous waiting out until Election Day and uncertainty over departure.  No money in the overseas account, no grades, and no steady income, all leading to the discovery of the FB group today.  

Surely not coincidental to see the successful efforts from 2018-19 of one other Zambian couple.  Nor is it random chance to see the use of biometrics temporarily now allowed.  The arrows all thus point to one outcome.  Get the certificates and criminal checks and photos and signatures done following Lubono while you have the chance, so you can feel the clock and calendar days begin to creep toward success.

The three weeks gets put to good and frantic use in such a scenario, with the idea of an email “save” the date for Paris to be issued as a form of Xmas e-card to be sent upon emergence from quarantine...  Why the hell not?  Need out of this malaise and this is a good way to find yourself there.  Because 2020 can be just that bit more memorable...  how fun to drop that Dec 31 post and let the shock and awe roll in?  

Make it so.