Passport Hell!
Ok so...Rowan needs a passport, and I need to get one with the correct surname on it.
Sounds easy, right?
Not if you're me. *headsdesk*
Rowan's relatively easy to sort out - got his passport photos done yesterday, his application's written. I just need to get his photo verified, and a copy of his birth certificate to send with the forms.
Me - my original passport doesn't expire till next summer, and it's stored in a box in my lock-up. Somewhere.
Along with both our birth certificates and my marriage certificate....
So I have to find the time this week to go into my storage room, and dig through all the boxes to find where the frick I put them.
This sounds easy, but I need to do this when Rowan's not around, and since I work during the day, this means at night. Which means someone needs to be around for the first hour after he goes to sleep, 'cause that's the time when he's most likely to get up for a nappy-change. And I need access to my Mam's car to get over to Big Yellow Storage on Penarth Rd.
We were gonna go last night, after we'd gone to ASDA to take advantage of the double-staff-discount, as Rowan is in desperate need of new clothes. Again. But I didn't finish till six, and we didn't get out of the store till eight...Rowan's bedtime is seven thirty, and Dad goes to bed at eight.
Mam has to work tonight, since she needs thursday off. She's going to a colleague's funeral, and doesn't want to work that night - which is understandable.
That leaves thursday and friday we can go, and I need to get this stuff posted sharpish or the new passports won't reach us in time.
I daren't even book our flights yet, just in case...
*facepalms*
Sounds easy, right?
Not if you're me. *headsdesk*
Rowan's relatively easy to sort out - got his passport photos done yesterday, his application's written. I just need to get his photo verified, and a copy of his birth certificate to send with the forms.
Me - my original passport doesn't expire till next summer, and it's stored in a box in my lock-up. Somewhere.
Along with both our birth certificates and my marriage certificate....
So I have to find the time this week to go into my storage room, and dig through all the boxes to find where the frick I put them.
This sounds easy, but I need to do this when Rowan's not around, and since I work during the day, this means at night. Which means someone needs to be around for the first hour after he goes to sleep, 'cause that's the time when he's most likely to get up for a nappy-change. And I need access to my Mam's car to get over to Big Yellow Storage on Penarth Rd.
We were gonna go last night, after we'd gone to ASDA to take advantage of the double-staff-discount, as Rowan is in desperate need of new clothes. Again. But I didn't finish till six, and we didn't get out of the store till eight...Rowan's bedtime is seven thirty, and Dad goes to bed at eight.
Mam has to work tonight, since she needs thursday off. She's going to a colleague's funeral, and doesn't want to work that night - which is understandable.
That leaves thursday and friday we can go, and I need to get this stuff posted sharpish or the new passports won't reach us in time.
I daren't even book our flights yet, just in case...
*facepalms*