Apparently FedEx Doesn't Do Shipping
Who woulda thought?
Today we needed to overnight our notarized, and Michigan sealed dossier to the Guatemalan Consulate (so they can put their seal on them) along with a money order for $10 per document. We needed to include a pre-paid overnight return envelope to our agency so that the documents could be quickly returned and then sent off to our lawyer. Sounds easy, right. .. . wrong. First off, the bank doesn't issue "Money Orders" they only issue "Official Checks". Now, I'm not entirely sure if there is a difference between these two payment instruments, but I was sure I wanted to follow the instructions to the letter. My absolute worst fear is having these documents get lost somewhere at the Consulate because something isn't right. I would rather have my car stolen, then have to redo these documents yet again. I would rather rip out my spleen, then have to redo them again. I would rather listen to yodeling, while eating cat yak wearing poison ivy for a dress than redo the documents. I would rather. . .well you get the picture. After realizing that we were stuck with the "Official Check" we moved on to FedEx where we were told that they, and I quote, "Don't do that". Excuse me? You mean to tell me that a shipping company won't allow us to prepay a envelope for its safe return? You have to be kidding me. Mind you, the adoption agency recommended that we use FedEx or UPS and I know for a fact that it is do-able. Eventually, the employee had to call the head office and they talked them through it. However, neither of us are feeling very confidant about the whole thing (remember, we rarely get a break). I'm now going to spend the next week or two calling the FedEx hotline three times a day tracking our package. I think next time we'll go with UPS.
On another note, I think I have adoption verbal vomit. I can't seem to stop myself from telling everyone I meet that we have a son. I don't want to keep telling people, because that will make it that much harder if something goes wrong. However, I just can't NOT tell them.
Did you ever see the movie "The Neverending Story" (from the 80's)? It was one of my favorite movies when I was a kid. In case you haven't seen it, a young boy (Sebastien) locks himself in a school attic after stealing a magic book. In the book a magic world is slowly being destroyed because kids stopped having dreams and wishes. As he keeps reading, parts of the story begin to happen in real life and he becomes part of the story. In the end, all that is left of the world is one grain of sand. Sebastien is told that the only way to rebuild the world is to make wishes. With each wish, more of the world returns. This is how I feel. When we got THE CALL, Gabriel was just one grain of sand. We were so afraid that something was going to go wrong that we couldn't be excited. Then, with each person we told, he grew bigger. .. more real. So now, I can't stop talking about him. I guess that is part of being a mom though, so I should get used to it.
Did you read that. . .. "now that I'm a mom". Holy smokes, I'm a mom!
Today we needed to overnight our notarized, and Michigan sealed dossier to the Guatemalan Consulate (so they can put their seal on them) along with a money order for $10 per document. We needed to include a pre-paid overnight return envelope to our agency so that the documents could be quickly returned and then sent off to our lawyer. Sounds easy, right. .. . wrong. First off, the bank doesn't issue "Money Orders" they only issue "Official Checks". Now, I'm not entirely sure if there is a difference between these two payment instruments, but I was sure I wanted to follow the instructions to the letter. My absolute worst fear is having these documents get lost somewhere at the Consulate because something isn't right. I would rather have my car stolen, then have to redo these documents yet again. I would rather rip out my spleen, then have to redo them again. I would rather listen to yodeling, while eating cat yak wearing poison ivy for a dress than redo the documents. I would rather. . .well you get the picture. After realizing that we were stuck with the "Official Check" we moved on to FedEx where we were told that they, and I quote, "Don't do that". Excuse me? You mean to tell me that a shipping company won't allow us to prepay a envelope for its safe return? You have to be kidding me. Mind you, the adoption agency recommended that we use FedEx or UPS and I know for a fact that it is do-able. Eventually, the employee had to call the head office and they talked them through it. However, neither of us are feeling very confidant about the whole thing (remember, we rarely get a break). I'm now going to spend the next week or two calling the FedEx hotline three times a day tracking our package. I think next time we'll go with UPS.
On another note, I think I have adoption verbal vomit. I can't seem to stop myself from telling everyone I meet that we have a son. I don't want to keep telling people, because that will make it that much harder if something goes wrong. However, I just can't NOT tell them.
Did you ever see the movie "The Neverending Story" (from the 80's)? It was one of my favorite movies when I was a kid. In case you haven't seen it, a young boy (Sebastien) locks himself in a school attic after stealing a magic book. In the book a magic world is slowly being destroyed because kids stopped having dreams and wishes. As he keeps reading, parts of the story begin to happen in real life and he becomes part of the story. In the end, all that is left of the world is one grain of sand. Sebastien is told that the only way to rebuild the world is to make wishes. With each wish, more of the world returns. This is how I feel. When we got THE CALL, Gabriel was just one grain of sand. We were so afraid that something was going to go wrong that we couldn't be excited. Then, with each person we told, he grew bigger. .. more real. So now, I can't stop talking about him. I guess that is part of being a mom though, so I should get used to it.
Did you read that. . .. "now that I'm a mom". Holy smokes, I'm a mom!
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1/27/2005 06:33:00 PM
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