Yet more bad things happened--the package containing my headshots and a photocopy of my passport that I mailed off a month late couldn't be delivered to the addressee. FedEx told me so yesterday. Now I've got to call them to see why it couldn't be delivered and what I can do about it.
I'm not sure all my stuff will fit in the station wagon.
But my mom said that not only does my dad personally know a couple of notaries, but she'd also drive me to Princeton to take the train to New York very early on Monday, so that's a relief. I WILL have my visa on Monday.