I overslept - which isn't unusual. It happens a lot.
I found ants in the kitchen. Called Orkin and arranged for my Orkin man to come around lunch time.
So I was running late getting out the door to go to a passport office. Almost forgot my birth certificate. Finally got there and then was beat out of the last spot on the list by a guy and his little kid thanks to my politeness and his huge work truck.
So I went home and worked.
IT guy and I worked for the longest time to get my home printer to work with my work computer.
Orkin man came and did his job. Turns out it's his last week and next month I'll need to break in a new guy. Hopefully Samson will like the new guy, too.
I worked a bit more and then went to Walmart to have my passport picture taken by a little old Indian lady who kept calling me "dear."
Samson and I took a walk.
I made couscous in the rice cooker.
I filled out some paperwork for getting to meet my sponsored child in Guatemala.
I worked on church music.
I watched TV. (But that's
very normal.)
Tomorrow morning I will try going to the passport office again - hopefully with more success and less anger.
A lot of "if...then..." thinking today. If I hadn't overslept...If there hadn't been ants...if I had remembered my birth certificate before leaving the house...et cetera, et cetera... But thinking like that doesn't help anything.
And how surreal, it occurred to me today, that I was just in Arizona a few weeks ago and I'm going to Colorado Sunday (straight from the choir concert) and here I am trying to get a passport and airfare and all that for going to Guatemala in June/July. Arizona feels like a dream. Colorado feels like it happens all too often (poor Samson!) and Guatemala? A passport? Me? Really? Wow. I will be in another country for my birthday this year. It doesn't seem possible. What is going on this year? So much strangeness! What's next, I wonder.