And I have a bloody headache straight from hell. This isn’t helping my studying as you can imagine.
Anyway…onwards and upwards…and forward regardless.
Now for a few highlights of the last week:
I should have probably put a stop to this, but it was just too funny.
First watermelons of the season – yum!
I wanted to show a colleague what I meant when I said life is too short for a million little hooks in swimming pool safety, so I needed a volunteer for the demo.
She was sort of impressed when she saw the photo, but the video clip of my dad walking across blew her mind (or as Nicola would say that: her head exploded). ;-)
Violets in our garden. They are extremely happy with the warmer weather and the first few rains.
Action shot of clowning around before the last concert performance at school.
The .5 second that she actually sat still in one spot.
Nicola was very exvited about this bit, especially singing horsey sikilele with her friends. ;-)
So…update on the home affairs thing with the unabridged birth certificate that took close to 5 years.
I couldn’t find the stupid receipt, haha of course not! So I phoned the number on the SMS to ask what I NEEDED to take along to be able to collect.
This lady did not think that 5 years was especially long to wait for something that should have taken 12 weeks. Also 5 years is not very long to hang on to an invoice apparently. In lieu of the correct papers, she recommended I try to collect with the original abridged certificate and take along “the baby”, and hope to encounter someone who is not too sticky on the rules and procedures.
So “the baby” missed out on some school to stand in a two hour qeue with me in the tiniest, hottest and most unpleasant home affairs room known to mankind.
The lady on the phone told me that it took so long because they had to verify the birth records. Funny that. I’m pretty sure I handed in the verification when I applied, but what the hell do I know?
I think there was a bit of a clean up in progress because I found two other people in the waiting area who had been waiting two years. Amateurs!
I won’t lie. It was extremely unpleasant to wrangle my pre-schooler in there for that long. I started a bit of a thing with the other waiters. Every time someone actually got whatever piece of paper they were looking for, we cheared! (Loudly). It got buy in from the other people really quickly and made the home affairs officials very nervous.
Is it any surprise that I was out of there 10 minutes after I reached the counter? There was a lady in there who waited from 11:00 till 15:00 to get hers
Maybe the 5 years in the making pile was a bit smaller to work through?
And the guy who took my query? Didn’t even LOOK at the impossible to keep still Nicola after those two awful hours. He asked about the receipt and I let rip about timing and what not and everything the “helpful” lady on the phone advised. He let me go on for a bit and then blinked at me and then said…”Yes, but what happened to the receipt?” “I lost it.” “Okay fine. Just take a seat, we’ll call you in 10 minutes.”
And they did. So thanks guy. That was the best part of this whole experience! :-)