Yay for the Fed Ex Man!

My visa arrived today, which is a huge relief. After getting turned down the first time for my visa, I knew that I would be cutting it close. But I had no choice but to re-apply and hope it came in time!
Thankfully, it did, and I was woken up bright and early by the sound of the doorbell, which meant one of two things: Mormon missionaries or Fed Ex delivery. If it was the latter, I did not want him/her to leave with my precious passport because I wasn't there to sign for it. If it was the former, I would just have to pretend that I am Jewish.
So I jumped out of bed with my star and moon pajamas and crazy hair to run downstairs and open the door.
What a relief, to at least be ready in a legal sense for my trip!