From Out of the Shackles to Wonder Woman

And why is this crazy woman even remotely smiling? I couldn't find a better photo to portray how I'm feeling at the moment, than this shot taken by a colleague of mine here last year. As if it isn't bad enough to be wrapping up an assignment with all the angst, travel, and potential for problems that comes at these endings...I have additional layers of complication being caused by the incompetence of others. I'm different. I live in France. I work in Europe. I do not live or work in any time zone that people in the United States understand. I have an address with NO NUMBERS in it! And, the address that I do have does not fit into any computer in the USA easily. It gives computer operators the opportunity to be creative when they are forced to choose a state-there is no option for NA or Other available apparently because I've had my important mail from important financial, government and professional organizations going all over the USA. I AM NOT HAPPY ABOUT THIS! It has been going on for a long time, but this last event is the final straw. I AM ANGRY! I am putting a plan into action for myself at a lot of levels that I will implement when I return home. Look out, you're going to see me bursting out of these shackles with fire in my eyes and doing the Wonder Woman spin to take a stand for myself and maybe for other Americans living in Europe fighting the same fight.