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I just need to let everything out, so I hope you don't mind.
In between dealing with my mother's estate and the arrangements for her memorial, I didn't think to look for our passports until today. Because I knew where they were. Only, they weren't actually there... We leave on Sunday and I don't have a passport. I searched everywhere. Including the freezer. (They weren't in the freezer...) Now with the passports are all those important cards, like my SIN card and birth certificate.
So after a fairly dramatic meltdown and calling my DH home from work, we set off down to Service Canada to attempt to get new passports with no time to get them in and without the right supporting documentation. Yeah, this was going to go well.
As it turns out, my guardian angels were working overtime and we got a wonderful passport agent named Stefan. He worked miracles and with a lot of help from some very good friends who came down to the passport office to act as a guarantor and to act as our verification of identity people. We had to show proof of having applied for new birth certificates, swear under oath that the old ones were no where to be found, and then provide proof of travel and the documentation for my mum's memorial. Stefan literally worked all afternoon babying our applications through so that our passports were done by the end of the day. We had our old passports, the ones that had been canceled, which I think was our saving grace.
I feel like such an idiot, but there has been so much to do the last while. I just can't believe I almost missed leaving on Sunday and I'm even more shocked and amazed that somehow things turned out okay. I still don't know where everything is, somewhere in transit it must have been misplaced. We're issuing protections on our credit files, just in case, but I'm sure they're somewhere, I just can't find them.
In between dealing with my mother's estate and the arrangements for her memorial, I didn't think to look for our passports until today. Because I knew where they were. Only, they weren't actually there... We leave on Sunday and I don't have a passport. I searched everywhere. Including the freezer. (They weren't in the freezer...) Now with the passports are all those important cards, like my SIN card and birth certificate.
So after a fairly dramatic meltdown and calling my DH home from work, we set off down to Service Canada to attempt to get new passports with no time to get them in and without the right supporting documentation. Yeah, this was going to go well.
As it turns out, my guardian angels were working overtime and we got a wonderful passport agent named Stefan. He worked miracles and with a lot of help from some very good friends who came down to the passport office to act as a guarantor and to act as our verification of identity people. We had to show proof of having applied for new birth certificates, swear under oath that the old ones were no where to be found, and then provide proof of travel and the documentation for my mum's memorial. Stefan literally worked all afternoon babying our applications through so that our passports were done by the end of the day. We had our old passports, the ones that had been canceled, which I think was our saving grace.
I feel like such an idiot, but there has been so much to do the last while. I just can't believe I almost missed leaving on Sunday and I'm even more shocked and amazed that somehow things turned out okay. I still don't know where everything is, somewhere in transit it must have been misplaced. We're issuing protections on our credit files, just in case, but I'm sure they're somewhere, I just can't find them.