Why does everything have to be so complicated and drawn out with the french beaurocracy,that to achieve anything is like getting to the finish line of a race.Exhausting.
Trying to check on my disabled badge in the vain hope I might have one to make things easier for me to get to see the marathon,My husband learns that they have lost my dossier because they are reorganising and i must start all over again with the form filling.
next,check up on the insurance which you need for special events,only to find out that they too have no record of us applying for it,although the post office has confirmed the letter was delivered to them.
The medical certificates must be worded correctly and will not be accepted if just put "marathon de Paris" and so it goes on...enrollment numbers must be collected by a certain time at a certain place,and not on the day..
Thank God,I had lindsay come in the afternoon to give me some welcome reiki to calm me down-she has the art of sending me to sleep quite quickly nowadays.