shit hits the fan... again

It's incredible how shit never just seems to stop coming my way. I don't mean to be writing here just to bitch all the time. But, man, if I could write down here all the shit that keeps happening...

It's like, as soon as I solve a situation, and I manage to bring things back to normal, a new one pops up. And in the background, there are all the other things I have no power to change by myself. Like the visa etc... It's just wait and see. But I cannot not think about it. Every day, every time I open my mailbox I wonder whether I'll be notified to pack up my shit and leave the country asap.