Today, I feel like I am on a road trip. Way too much time in the car and I am not even half way through my day. Isn't this what my last post was about?
Reese is the proud receipant of his driver's learner's permit. Err, well, that was until HE LOST IT. He arrived home with his permit around noon Saturday and by noon on Sunday it was lost, nowhere to be found. How could this happen? We all searched, and searched and searched without finding that darn piece of paper.
Today, Reese and I woke early and went to the DMV. We were in line about ten minutes before opening and were maybe 30th in line. Many, many more joined the line behind us. One person to process all.those.people. 15 minutes in the first line. 40 minutes waiting and listening for number 12 to be called. One we were called, we waited about 10 minutes in the next line and then just minutes to wait for a new permit to be printed. If this copy is lost, Reese will be taking the bus to the DMV.
Fortunately, I do not go to the DMV very often. What a melting pot of people. From two cackling teengirls, moms/dads with their kids there for a fresh drivers license or learner's permit and many, many more from all walks of the world. The most startling to me were the two women in berkas.
From the DMV, home to pick up and take Walker to camp and then Reese to drivers ed. Home for a little work and then to gather the boys back again. Walker and I have an appointment this afternoon followed by swimming and cooking school tonight. Shew!
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