24 May 2006

Grouch, Grouch, Grouch

We have to give our 30 days notice for the apartment this week. The guy who is supposed to write our official letter, in lieu of our official travel orders (which we still don't know when we'll get), is on vacation.

We finally heard from the travel tech who is supposed to answer some of our questions about how we actually move. On Monday she told us that she meant to tell us last month that we didn't properly make a formal request, so we have to do that right away and wait for some review board to approve or deny our travel plans. Yesterday we made our proper formal request, and it was received. We have no idea how long it will take to get an answer. I added a plea that no matter what the answer is, to please let us know right away so we can make arrangements for the cats. It's harder to fly with pets than it is with babies.

Now my worrying and anxiety has officially started. The last two or three days I've stayed up too late reading until I eventually fall asleep, only to wake up ridiculously early the next morning, unable to get back to sleep. I'll sleep when I get to San Francisco.

Is this any way to run a government?!?!?!?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

with that kind of bureaucracy it is amazing how they have so many people moving all the time! Why can't they have some streamlined process, to save even themselves some man hours?