I'll tell where I want it to be... in my pocket.
You have to understand that I am not talking about a credit card and that its been a really long process trying to obtain a temporary residence visa for Slovenia. We started the paperwork about a year and a half ago and are still trying to get all the documents we need. One of the biggest problems was that were told in February of 2010 that everything was good. But 2 weeks before we left to Slovenia in July we were informed that we needed to resubmit our FBI background checks since they had expired. No big deal we had already done it twice before, but it takes 3 months for the FBI to read prints and send the results back. But then Sharon's prints weren't readable the first time so it took another 3 months. Ugh.
Today was another step in the seemingly never ending saga of acquiring a piece of paper that says Sharon, the kids, and I can live in Slovenia. Josh and I went to the office where people turn in paperwork for residency stuff and this time it was mildly successful, which by the way is very exciting to me.
Afterwards we went to the car, which was in a tight yet typical European parking space to begin with, it had been boxed in fairly tightly by another car. We laughed and I tried climbing into the drivers door, which I wasn't even close to fitting in (and I didn't gain that much at Christmas). So I gave the back seat a try hoping I wouldn't have to go through the hatchback. Luckily I squeezed in and climbed to the drivers seat. the funny thing is that the clearance on the passengers side was worse.