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Jorja & Clara

Lost Passport

Jorja FaceTimed me while I was on the treadmill. She had Clara cut her hair. With kitchen scissors. I'm guessing it was kind of a spur of the moment thing. Crazy girls.

Jorja

Jorja & Clara

My goal today was to find my passport. We always keep them in the lockbox. After we booked our Costa Rica trip I checked in there and mine was missing. The last time I remember using it was for Israel, right before the world shut down. I have looked for it off and on but have had no luck. I decided I would go through my computer desk today, (which is just a place where lots of stuff has been stuck) if I couldn't find it today I was going to try and start the replacement process before the businesses closed. Mike and I spent hours cleaning and going through things. Randomly I decided to look in this popcorn bucket that has been sitting on my desk. I looked in it and was shocked to see a passport! I couldn't believe it!

SO EXCITED!!!

I opened it only to see it was my mom's old passport from the 80s

While I usually love, love, love, love, love to come across something random from my mom, I was so disappointed this time. It was such a troll job. Granted there are lot of old letters from my mom in there, so it makes since. Just was really hoping to find it. But... I love seeing my mom's handwriting. Here is is with my childhood address. And her childhood address.

Towards the end of the day I started looking into what it would take to replace my passport. I have to fill out a form and then apply for another one. The scary thing is on some sites it was saying that there are delays getting the passport. Also, if I reported it lost and then found it, too bad. We aren't leaving until the end of May, but there is a chance it won't get back in time. Instead of starting the process today like we planned I decided to wait until Monday, hoping to come across it. I said many prayers today asking for my mind to be pricked. I knew it was in the house, just didn't know where it ended up. Mike and I searched the motorhome on the off chance it was there. It wasn't. My dad gave me a ton of stuff that we haven't figured out what to do with. Things like my mom's book of remembrance and college degrees. We have had them in a basket in our room and then moved it to our closet/hallway when we got our bed. We decided to go through that. I went through the basket. Nothing. When Mike moved the basket there was this orange folder with Jorja's name on it. I opened it up and couldn't believe my eyes. There were two passports in there! I shut it quickly and yelled to Mike, "I REALLY don't want to get my hopes up!" He came in and voila! It was mine!!! I was sooooo happy! Last year when we got our covid shots I couldn't find my drivers license and grabbed my passport. I also grabbed Preston's expired passport just in case. I can not believe I didn't put it back. I am so glad I found it. So glad I opened this random folder. I did not for a second think it was in there, so I'm glad I was looking through EVERYTHING. Yay! I get to go to Costa Rica! Yay! I don't have to pay for a new passport or worry it won't come in on time. Feeling much better about that today.

Crocodile

Mike, Preston and I were playing a game of Dominion when Jorja texted us. She flew to Seattle this morning. Her friend Clara flew there with her. Jorja's favorite band is playing in Seattle tonight. Clara's favorite is playing Saturday. They hung out today, went to an aquarium and were getting ready for the concert when Clara got really sick. Jorja was texting me and we were trying to figure things out. Clara didn't think she could go to the concert. She hurt everywhere and was throwing up. She said if we could find someone they could use the ticket. It was only a little more than an hour before the concert was starting. I called Cheri and left a message. I was hoping her boys were home for spring break. Or maybe she could bring Lily down. I wasn't really sure, but the thought of Jorja going to downtown Seattle by herself at night... I didn't like that. I kept calling the venue, but no one ever answered. It was at a place called the Crocodile. I was hoping they could tell me how safe it was and where the closest parking was. I told Jorja to pay for parking, get as close as she could and I would venmo the money. I did not want her walking one step more then she had to. Anyway, Clara ended up going. I don't know if she had a horrible case of food poisoning or what happened. I haven't heard from Jorja how Clara is doing, but they both went. I hope Clara was okay and not in too much pain. I'm glad Jorja got to see the band. Their name is Valley. Hopefully no one gets sick the rest of the trip and they are able to make all of their plans.