It's probably nothing. After all, it's been a year and half of nothing. And therefore I refuse to be excited or hopeful . . .
. . . there was an email this AM. Hubby's application is being passed on to the next level. There's only one more level after that one. He's actually made it through the bureaucratic mess to a higher level. Maybe this time . . .
Probably not though - so no hopes up or anything like that. Right?