Should have known better
We davened at the earliest possible time.
The kids we dropped off @ my sister in laws by 7.
We were on the road to Tel aviv to the Embassy with Yehoshua and Ilana and we made it there, with a parking space (thank You) by 8:20 (smack in between our two appointments 8:00 and 8:45)
They took us timely, went through the usual “are you going to explode our building routine” and we got in, with our forms, photocopies made and paid our measly $235 for two passports and a report of birth abroad.
After waiting 20 minutes they called us back, verified everything wa sin order, got our signatures in front of his majesty the counsel, and we took our leave.
A short Shpatzir along the beach with my son, Tamar fed and changed Ilana and we were off.
Back home, dropped everyone off, raced to Yerushalayim for my 12:00 appointment at Misrad haPanim (ministry of the interior) to renew student visa.
Got there 5 minutes late.
They yelled at me. Took me anyway.
Yes! I’ve done the impossible!
Not so fast -
“where should I put the vise in your passport? you have no pages left!”
What the...?
“You need to go to your embassy and get pages added to your passport...”
Close curtain - cry a few minutes - back to the drawing board - but first, I’m gonna go to the bathroom.