So I’m going somewhere next week.
Somewhere that requires a passport.
Which I haven’t had updated in a long, long time.
I needed to get a new passport. And quickly. We were in Oklahoma visiting family as all of my trip plans began to gel, so I made the executive decision to run a few miles up the road to a post office with a passport agent in a town I assumed would not be too busy.
And they weren’t too busy.
But they weren’t all into my need for an expedited passport. Or my decision to use a hand-carry service to move things along.
Or my passport picture, for that matter.
My little passport errand turned into quite an adventure in Will Roger’s ol’ stompin’ grounds. And I had new passport pictures made. And I still used a passport expedite service that the postal office slammed on but who got me my passport in three days.
I’ve already been having adventures.
Before I even begin my adventures.
Wanna guess where I’m going? I’ll give you a hint.
It’s not Claremore, Oklahoma.
I’ve already spent plenty of time there this year.
At the post office.

