So here we are, another test of my endurance, and I failed. Today when I went to start our passports, I was told that the consent forms for Robert's passport wasn't notarized correctly. How does a notary mess up, you ask? They didn't fill in the part with the signing party's ID info, that's how. I start crying, because I've been overwelmed with a lot of stuff and doing everything on my own. The passport agaent then tells me not to get upset with her, because it's not her fault. I tell her I'm not upset with her, that I'm just upset and to just let me be upset.
I've been through so much while Oz has been in Korea. In August my car wouldn't go into gear, and it was the day of Bella's birthday party. In September, I got really sick and had to go to the emergency room and was sick for over a week. In November I had my first argument with Phil about money and us moving to Germany. In February Bella got mastoiditis and was sick for 3 weeks. During the months of December, January and February, I'm going back and forth to the courthouse getting all the guardian papers completed for Dylan. From January to March I'm getting all our overseas clearance papers done and being led back and forth to people who apparently don't know their jobs. And in April, Phil gives me papers that he's taking me to court for Robert, my back goes out and I can't even do our passports! I wish Oz was here to help me or that something would just go smoothly. Please, God, is that too much to ask?