One Hour

One hour in the change of a clock can turn a happy go lucky girl into an overly-tired, cranky, everything is wrong person. I know because I have been fighting it all day., and then I come home to Tuki and see she has been hit with the "onehouritis" virus just like me and all my students. But the upside is it lasts for a few days and then all is back to normal again.

Tuki is walking all the time now. Where as before she chose to crawl if she had to get somewhere fast, now the mode of transportation is walking. I think that in no time she will she walking and then running like an ole' pro.

Today was another fantastic day outside. There are lakes and ponds forming everywhere and snow piles disappearing at warp speed.

The Pileated Woodpeckers have been calling daily and hopefully soon I may be blessed with a courtship dance around one of my trees. Every year or so, I see the red-heads and black and white crow sized bodies bobbing up and down a tree trunk while calling sweet ear piercing notes of love to each other.

Tonight, after this blog I plan to work on the last few items for the homestudy scheduled for this Sunday and then fill out the I-600A to get that moving as well. I have to send it to Minnesota and from previous experience it takes two months for the approval, but the fortunately is that I can send the dossier in to Haiti before the I-600A is approved.

Maybe, just maybe, I'll be finished with all the paperwork in just one hour .........................