Woke up late to find that our mighty little Huntard, Lucky had stalked and killed one of the blocks of foam used to hold the slipcovers in place. Repeatedly. All over the carpet.
Flew out the door, got my interview at CIC.
I am now a legal Permanent Resident of Canada. My passport is stamped, and my PR card (equivalent to the US Green Card) will come by mail in about six weeks, give or take two weeks.
Went to the OHIP office and filed that paperwork too. I have a three month waiting time for that, which I was misinformed was retroactive *irritated*. Ah well. So when that’s over they’ll send me my health card, I’ll be covered, and can start looking for an MD I can live with.
I cant get my SIN (SS) number until I actually have my PR card in my hot little hands though. The woman who took care of me at Immigration said flat out they wont do squat for me without it. So I cant start looking for work untill after that arrives and however long it takes them to process me.
Im flat exhausted, but my gods, no more looking over my shoulder wondering if TPTB are going to send me back. Maybe I’ll be able to relax without resorting to pharmaceuticals now.




