Up early this morning to find out that the documents that That Torat got for his father are too old, and would not be excepted by a notary, so even if we did get the father there we can still not get approval from him for Torat to leave the country until we got him documents ... another $200 and another month... Of course its Saturday before we find this out, and of course Monday is a Holiday . Our only hope at this point is our friend Olga will put on her Barrister Cap, and will Take Torat and his mom and go to a Judge on Tuesday to get the Judge to sign off on Torat's travel. I am just told that it may cost a little something to get the case heard before next year!.. I asked how many something to get it heard right away ?
Right in the middle of this Altynai asked me to call her brothers boss to see if her brother could have the day off to go with her to visit her cousin who was stolen this week... we had just had this discussion last night, and I think she saw the confusion ass a chance to slip in and get her way.... I told her that I was not calling her Brothers boss, but just say the word and I would gladly get the police and go with her myself... So now she thinks I am a bit of a tool , and she went back to bed pouting...
We then went over to the house that we are trying to get Torats family moved into for a week now, and the people that were there are not around with the key.. the apartment that they are moving into we are providing them, except that for a week now the electricity has not been on.. the bill has been paid and the power company promised to turn it on Wednesday and Thursday.. now it is Saturday and next week starts the holiday week... Olga took off her Barrister cap and put on her Thug hat and threatened them.. The guy said that for 200 som we could be on the top of the list and would be reconnected.. we told him OK... we will pay him to do a job that he was to do 3 days ago, ..200 today to him.. and if its not done.. 2000 tomorrow to his boss to fire his sory but....
From there I stopped for a fight with the bank machine in town that has a mind of its own.. but to get to it I have to run the gauntlet of Gypsies at the front door.. the ones calling out curses on you if you don't give them cigarette money ...
So by noon with the world around me all stirred up and basically nothing accomplished.. I have decided to go back to bed for a while .. I will try starting the day over again later....
1 comment:
We all have days like that...you handled it well. I had a 4 yr. old beauty that felt the need to attmept a temper tantrum in the middle of the grocery store...she thinks I am a tool as well!(But, she didn't win, and she won't try to pull that again) Now, go have a chocolate bar, then start over. Hang in there, my friend.
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