Tuesday, July 19, 2011
regional passport office. The closest one here, to Portland, is in Seattle. They will give you your passport right then and there, but there are a few qualifications--you must bring the required paperwork and documents, you can't make an appointment until two weeks prior to leaving and you must bring proof of travel within that two week time period.
I made an appointment for today at 12:30pm. I knew I was going to have to purchase my ticket yesterday if I was going to be able to make that work. I also needed to reschedule two orthodontist appointments.
AAA closes at 5:30pm--I know this from their recording while I was on hold. It was firmly burned into my mind. Let's just say I'd heard it over and over and over enough that in about 30 years you could ask me for their "hours of operation," and I could tell you, but "hold" is nice because you can tend to a lot of things while you're waiting. I got another load of laundry done and the entire house straightened up with the kids' help. Since it was 5:22, I had a few minutes...if I hurried. I got up after taking two bites and headed to the phone, and guess what....That's right. I got the voice mail at AAA. I knew then that I was out of luck.
I called the automated service for the passport agency and rescheduled the appointment. It was super easy to do. My new appointment is early Thursday afternoon. This will give me a chance to take care of all the cookbook issues on Wednesday and get that all wrapped up and turned into the publishing company.
I promised myself, yesterday, that I would finish typing up the recipes before I went to bed that night. It took me until 3:30 this morning, but it's done. Now, I can focus on the "Friends of the Madhouse" recipes that are coming in.
This morning, when I woke up, the first thought in my head was to contact the airline directly. I finally did that this afternoon. What do you know? The flight I needed will cost me $1164. So thankful for the little whisperings. Thankful that sometimes I actually overcome my own stubborn pride enough to listen and do what is directed. I hate to say it, but it's a fairly rare occasion. I am super stubborn.
In L.A., I will meet up with the cousins, and we'll be on our way a couple hours later.
I am so thankful that things didn't work out yesterday. I would have spent $500 I didn't have to spend of money well-wishers and friends have entrusted to me. I was really feeling terrible about the possibility of that yesterday.
I'm also grateful for the little nudge in the right direction to check the airlines. Because of yesterday's experiences, I knew what I was looking for and was able to choose just the right flight. Yay for tender mercies.
Grateful that Someone's watching out for me and guiding my steps. What would I do without Him? Seems like I must be doing the right thing. I figure all I can do at this point is just keep going until He tells me to stop.
One of my kids directed me to this scripture last night. Hmm. Another little reassurance. Glad for the atta girl He gives me as well. He loves me. What a relief!