Okay so I resisted visiting this forum for good 4-5 days. Today I relapsed and read everything that I haven't read... I have a problem, I need to stop reading it and worrying all the time... But I cannot help but worry...
I am waiting for my Oath that is going to happen on April 20, 2018 in Mississauga... My ecas was updated a few days ago (the sheet is already updated)...
I do realize that I have been lucky to be given the Oath date while some are still waiting for test invites etc... but believe me, the anxiety and impatience does not stop even after you get the Oath date...
I am extremely paranoid about everything. I am afraid that something is going to happen to prevent me from taking that Oath on the 20th... Car accident, heart stroke whatever lol...
Here is a story that happened yesterday. WARNING IF YOU ARE PREGNANT, ILL OR CANNOT MANAGE YOUR NERVES, DO NOT READ IT lol...
Yesterday I was expecting to receive the snail mail Oath invitations, I took an early lunch from work to walk home (yes, I am lucky, I work close to my apartment building) and for some reason, I do not know why, I was worried that Canada Post is going to lose my invitations etc. Just had this feeling...
So I see the Canada Post truck pull up, I give the mailman 20 minutes... I go to check my mailbox - ONLY 1 of them is there (we were supposed to get 2, 1 for me and 1 for my spouse)... I am like "oops, it's not good"...
I immediately go to the truck, apologize, explain to him that I was waiting for 2 important letters and only 1 arrived. He was nice enough to care actually, so he says, okay may be they put it in another pile (we have 2 towers with identical apartment numbers, and mail often gets delivered to the other tower), he looks and voila, it was mistakenly put into another pile...
So I can only imagine how much pain and suffering I would have to go through to get another invitation... The guy was nice enough to go and put it in my mailbox right away (he could not give it to me directly obviously cuz it had my spouse's name on it)... But then image what would happen... As if I had some kind of intuition...
Anyways, the moral of the story is this: I cannot wait for it to be over... The wait is killing me every minute, I cannot focus on anything
It's like you've been running a marathon, and the very last kilometer is very difficult to run cuz you know you are almost done...
Anyways, I do realize this is just a pile of bull crap from me, but I needed to vent... I wish today was April 20, 2018... 23 days left...