Life with the Three Crazy Dogs

I was getting my passport, birth certificate, IC (identity card) and my flight info into my folder and all of a sudden I remembered my Green Card.  I looked in my backpacks (I have 2 backpack I interchange for work) and it was not there.  Looked in my old wallets, not there.  Not in the  drawers either.  Looked in the box full of of scrapbooking stuff, not there.  (I tend to put other junk into the box fullof other stuff when I can’t find a place to put them.)  It was still not  there.  By then I was freaking out.  I really need that card to get in and out of the country.  The word CRAP kept spitting out.  DB yelled out to me that I need to get going for my appointment.  As I was going out of the house, I looked in my wallet, phew….it was right there.  I remembered then I put it in my wallet to make copies for the bank and also checked the expiration date.  What a relieve.  I didn’t want to make a trip to INS and get a temporary I-551 stamp.  That would be a pain in the ass when I get back in the country.

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