gillpolack @ 2011-04-21T14:21:00

Things worked a lot better than they might have, although it's still another few weeks before I catch sight of a passport. My scanner behaved and my nearly-out-of-ink printer produced pale but legible copies. The sun shone (the rainclouds started returning while I was on my way home) and the nice policewoman joked with me as she signed everything. I had a bit of a wait at various stages, but I took work with me in case, and so I really have only wasted a bit over an hour and a bit under $30. We'll see if that's the magic cure when I get a new birth certificate and take it in for verifying.

On my way home, I wondered why I felt a bit tired. No coffee today. No water today. Nothing to drink at all today, because whenever I went to get something, I had to deal with another issue. Also, I have weather change aches (in case anyone in Canberra is thinking of hanging out washing). I shall put on a big pot of coffee. I shall have a big glass of water. I shall work merrily for two hours, then decant some chicken soup into my freezer (I did the beef stock before the post office phoned and my day got rearranged) and make something entirely evil for some friends I am seeing on Sunday (not cake, if either of you are reading this - something savoury and really, really bad for you - goes well with matzah or sour dough bread and with pickles and meat), then work a bit more.

And (this is to the universe) I would be very happy if you made the rest of the day more straightforward.