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”
sending huge assistance prayrs!
I agree with everyone else here. They are just not updating. The last package I was waiting for on a deadline was here at the door while the tracking still said it was at some big shipping center in Massachusetts.
Deep breaths. Deep breaths. The waiting is the hardest part (sorry I can’t sing it very well…)
Many times the website updates are actually very far behind ( having faith. having faith)
Funny, about that Midland location. Here, Midland, TX is waaaaay out west – isolated and in a world all to itself(and everyone wants to go somewhere – but it’s sooooo faaarrrrr away from everything)….your package might as well be there as in the other Midlands.
Meanwhile, a favor to distract you? Hook, the bellman has a quest he is working on, too ( but yours may be more likely to happen) If you have time pop over to read his post about his daughter. (He’s Canadian, you are going to Canada. He’s got a kid, you’ve got a kid….ooooo eerie). He’d be grateful for any assist/ mention…and comment readers and writers also welcomed.
You can hop over from my blog if you can’t find Hook’s.
So I’m wishing on hay wagons for both of you!
Oh, this is a nail biter or a knuckle cracker. Fingers crossed that it’s winging its way to Chicago and will arrive in time.
Celi, I’m sure that all’s well that ends well…keep trusting, and let your blood pressure have a break ! We’ll have it for you… and go well the moment you get the news !!!!
c, I keep popping back here every few hours, hoping for good news, but no updates. I assume it hasn’t arrived today… 😦
No it has not arrived today, but i just called the lady at DHL and it is just clearing customs in the UK! We still have time!! and as i keep saying to everyone here, Misky says she absolutely guarantees i will NEVER do this again! still laughing about that c
We’re thinking about you and hoping for a good result. xx
The time zones are all over the place… it’s early Friday am in Sydney… but still Thursday for you as I comment… there is time! Can we all tackle world peace as a project next, it would be a lot less nerve wracking 😉
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Hear, hear 🙂 !
Oh honey…hang in there…lots of hugs.. xxx
I had to check in to see how things are going. Hoping for the best. It still could happen. Fingers crossed, prayers said. Hang in there.
If you can’t BE serene, pretend. Like I do when I ride my horse for the first time in spring – I am calm, you will be calm. Sometimes it even works! Be like a duck, calm, cool and collected above, paddling like hell below.
I can do that! I CAN DO THAT! oops, making splashes! c
Deep breaths, prayers and love for you Celi. It reminds me of when I found out just before my wedding many years ago that we didn’t have a licence. I moved heaven and earth and got it in the nick of time. A big learning, and absolutely nerve-wracking. Rules were bent and hands were held. You have so much fabulous support. Hang in there.
It seems that with all the good wishes of the Farmy you could be teleported to the wedding…but then how would you get your luggage there? Crossing fingers and toes for you!
Oh thank God, if it is at Customs it means it is at an airport which hopefully has a flight to Chicago, which means. . . . well, it is not over till the fat lady sings, but I can see her coming onto the stage 🙂 !!!
Fingers, legs, paws still all crossed here – I am sure my cows have legs crossed as they chew the cud and even the chookies have wings crossed (need a little imagination here). Joy
Celi
Try to hang on
I said a HUMONGOUS prayer for you tonite
Don’t know if it will pay off but I just felt the need to ask Him
Also have all my fingers crossed!!