We went to Tamale again today.  We had to take the Tax Clearance Certificate to the Land’s Commission before it expired next month.  The lawyer that we were supposed to give it to was not around so we left it with Auntie B.  I think that she is his secretary; we hope that we left it in good hands.  We made a couple copies just in case the original gets lost.  The filing system in some of these offices is just a pile of files in a corner.  We asked Auntie B if there was anything else that we needed; she said that was the last thing so maybe the next time the President’s lawyer comes up from Accra he will be able to sign it and file it.  We will keep our fingers and toes crossed. 

We knew that we were going to go to Tamale today so Steve made an appointment to have the red truck serviced and the oil changed.  We knew that we would be there for a long time.  It usually takes 3 hours for them to service a vehicle.  I have no idea what they are doing that takes so long!  We decided to try to speed them up by telling them not to wash the truck.  If they wash a vehicle it takes another 45 minutes.  We left the house this morning shortly before 6:00 this morning.  Japan Motors opens at 7:30; we were there at 7:40.  They have a small waiting room which is air conditioned but we knew that it would not be a safe place to pass the time because no one is wearing masks or social distancing.   We took a couple chairs and sat outside under a carport with the workers’ motorcycles.   We knew we were going to be there for a long time.  I took my small cutting mat, a piece of wood for a laptop table, the rotary cutter and a bunch of quilt squares that needed to be cut into triangles.  I can’t stand to waste time just sitting in the heat.  We finally pulled out of the parking lot at 10:36; I know because I was resetting the clock as we were driving away.

We went to the Social Security office to try to pay the workers monthly payments but we were not able to get it done today.  They have to generate a special number for us to use when we make the payment at the bank.  The officer said he could not get the number until late this afternoon or tomorrow morning.  The bank closes at 2:00 so we decided just to go back to Tamale tomorrow.

We hunted around for a wheelbarrow tire but could not find one; then we went to the Bible house to buy Konkomba bibles and they only had 4 left.  They said they had sold the last 20 cases to the man in Saboba.  Saboba is sort of like the capital city for the Konkombas.  We got his number and we will see if we can get some from him.  We hate to buy from him because he raises the price when he sells them but if that is the only way we can get them we will just have to pay extra.  Sometimes it takes as long as a year for them to reprint.

Take care and have a great day.

In His Service,

Steve and Kandie

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