I have an appointment later this morning at the Ministry of Interior to apply for my long-term residence permit. Hubby and I already believe that it won't happen. It's likely that they will want to see a private health insurance coverage for me, for the time being, though Hubby thinks I can still qualify for the public right now. My appointment may just be an info session where they scold us for being unprepared. If that's the case, we'll be sure to be prepared next time. Or who knows. Maybe we can achieve our objective today. Bureaucracy is rampant here, and in many European countries.

I unpacked and washed a small percentage of my kitchen stuff, but nothing else. It's amazing how exciting little things can be. For example, I brought my entire spice/herb collection and unpacked them. I wish I had found my favorite two coffee mugs. Another day.

You can't imagine how I yearn for routine and organization. Chaos is brutal!