Cross finish line, exhausted

According to an agent at the CIC call centre, Mr. O's permit was mailed out yesterday and will arrive early next week. He doesn't have to have it stapled into his passport, like the immigration officer did with his first one when we entered the country; carrying it with him when travelling is enough.

When all's said and done, so-called concurrent processing means sweet diddly squat in terms of saving time, at least from inside Canada. My guess is that more time is spent on the LMO portion of these applications, to assess whether or not the applicant's job does in fact qualify, and whether or not the potential employer has in fact spent the due time searching for a qualified individual.

Either way, I'm just so relieved that it's over with. Neither of us got much sleep last night. Of course, in their wisdom his employer chose to make it only a three-month contract, so this isn't the last race we'll run...