The package is still in the hands of DHL in the UK. It was collected from the Passport office in London only hours after I called. The women there turned it over in record time.
But almost 24 hours later it is still in the UK. The call centre and the screen just say it is at a facility in the Midlands.
Being at a facility sounds like a prison doesn’t it. Has my package been using curse words at its handlers. Shrieking to “hurry up” from inside its box but with expletives and been put on a shelf to “Calm down sir, we cannot get you a seat on the plane until you calm down.”
I am anything but calm. My Darling Travel Agent changed my ticket for an afternoon flight on Friday, it was not a cheap exchange. But I think I may have been a bit optimistic.
The Darling Travel Agent and her husband are taking the train to Chicago today (it is the Fourth of July, the United States is on Holiday) and has told me that she is taking all my info with her. In case we have to change the flight again, she said. She is a reader too. One of The Fellowship. What kindness. To pack my things with her things in case she is needed by me while she is on holiday.
My Good Friend in Chicago is watching the screen ready to snap up the passport when it arrives and drive it out to the airport to meet me on Friday. This is our plan.
Good morning. I feel like I am in one of those suspense filled episodes of a badly scripted sit com. Any minute a voice over will come on saying. “Will the passport ever stop ranting. Will the passport make the plane. Will The Good Friend’s car get its new wheel in time. Will Celi’s head explode making a nasty mess all over the barn. Will the piglets find another hole in their pen. Will Celi ever eat again. Will the Darling Travel Agent’s phone find coverage from the train. Will Celi ever get to leave the farm? EVER. And why does Boo keep bringing her knickers from the washing basket. Stay tuned for the next Episode of Mother of the Groom.”
Have a lovely day. Deep breaths.
your breathLess friend, celi
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89 responses to “I am having a nervous breakdown”
What stress. What anxiety.
Keep calm and take deep breaths. Keep yourself as busy as possible (while waiting).
……and good luck !
DHL move faster than their screen updates – sleeping for ages then like Dublin buses you get three at a time, often the package has moved a couple of stages while the screen sleeps. You rest and leave the pacing to us!
Good morning Celi ; you did know that they don’t update the where abouts of packages but every twelve hours or is it twenty-four? any ways it ‘s just a waiting game don’t give yourself the strain of the stress ….mike
Turning blue from holding my breath here…but I just know deep down in my heart that you will get there in time for your son’s wedding! You have asked, and the Universe will answer you Cecilia! Here’s a good quote for you today: “A miracle is a reasonable thing to ask for.” Marianne Williamson.
What a wonderful quote.. thank you maggie.. c
Omg
oh no, it was going so good… waiting for the post every day to see what is going on. i really hope everything works out!!
Well, you don’t seem to have lost your sense of humor, at any rate.
Oh the stress of it all! I am still feeling positive that it is all going to come together—at the last minute. Oh wait–it IS the last minute. Keep us all posted. We are all hanging on with our fingernails.
From previous experience with DHL they don’t seem to update their tracking info as frequently as UPS, who doesn’t update as frequently as FedEx (who in my personal opinion needs to update less often).
Oh in answer to the burning question of whether the piglets will stop escaping, NOPE. The fun has only begun on that front. Once they get big enough to not hang around momma’s feet all the time, they become Indiana Jones and are off on all sorts of adventures 24/7.
Keeping positive thoughts on your passport’s trek back to you.
I hate those pig pens with concrete walls but i kind of see the point now!! c
Electric wires are the only answer to the piglet problem. We frequently never get it up in time, either, but it’s easier to corral 2 or 3 than your 7!
well i hope no-one gets lost before i am back then i am going to electric fence them across the field, so far so good! No-one escaped today.. c
We’ve all got our fingers and toes crossed for you. I’m also sending wishes from the Midlands (almost) so it gets turned around quicker for you this end. 🙂
Thank you sophie we might need more pushing breezes that pulling ones!! c
HI Celi! Of course I’ve still got my fingers crossed for your departure on Friday, but can’t help to think that a Plan B is in order. No doubt you’ve considered that. No matter when you get there the folks will be ecstatic to see you!!! I’m continuing to send positive energies!!!! xoxoxo
Don’t worry about the wheel. It’s a non-issue. You will be on that plane.
And Boo is bringing you the sneakers because the laundry basket is too big for him to carry to you — for now.
,I know a broken thingybobby would not stop you, you are my knight.. c
Wishing you some luck and relief! What a nightmare. Crossing my fingers for you on the east coast.
Thank you and welcome!! c
talk about flying by the skin of your teeth! If DHL have promised its arrival at a certain time..then it will arrive..they have a reputation to keep up…..do you remember that song >get me to the chuch on time……I will sing it for you , then you will certainly get there
My Granny used to say … “If ifs and ands were pots and pans … we would all be Gourmet Chefs”.
Don’t make yourself ill with the stress … it will all pan out the way it is meant to be. However I’m beginning to think of getting very drunk, alone, in front of my screen once that passport arrives.
Still willing that package along 🙂 Laura
I shall open the bottle and join you! well after the flight of course, flying with a hang over is another experience I never want to repeat!! c
Cheers! have you thought of sending DHL the Farmy link …. just so that they know of impending nervous break downs, twisted limbs and increased blood pressures they are causing – on an international scale? Laura