Yesterday I planned on making tissue paper flowers from Martha Stewart’s Encyclopedia of Crafts and posting them on the blog, but life got in the way. My fiancé and I went to the DMV to change our driver’s licenses from New York to Virginia. We brought our New York licenses, our passports, and mail that had been sent from the bank for proof of address. We thought we were doing great when the lady at the first desk checked our paperwork and told us that we had everything we needed to get Virginia driver’s licenses. So, she gave us our number and we sat among the other people hoping to be called next. We sat and sat and sat….for about one hour.
I was in the middle of telling Kris about the latest episode of The View when our number finally got called. We walked up to desk 15 and gave our paperwork to the woman. She barely glanced at it and said that our proof of address was not acceptable. Didn’t she realize that we had been waiting for an hour? I asked her why the other woman had told us our proof of address was fine. She pulled the other woman over who immediately got an attitude and said, “You told me this was a check slip.” A what? I responded by saying, “I definitely did not tell you that, because that’s not what it is.” She didn’t apologize. She merely walked away! That’s when I lost it…..and it all went downhill from there. I’ll spare you the details. Let’s just say we didn’t get our Virginia licenses yesterday.
After our irritating experience at the DMV and short time at home trying to relax, my fiancé and I went to the post office to send our proof of address to the Kings County Courthouse, so he wouldn’t be fined when he didn’t show up for jury duty next week in Brooklyn. We get out of the car when my fiancé tells me that he forgot his wallet at home, and for the first time in probably a year, I didn’t have my purse with me. Fan-freakin-tastic! We drove back home, retrieved his wallet, and went back to the post office to mail the letter.
Then I wanted to stop by OfficeMax to photocopy the page I needed out of the Martha Stewart Encyclopedia of Crafts to make the tissue paper flowers. The woman working the photocopy station was extremely helpful and patient. She photocopied the page and told us it would be 21 cents. Of course, we had only brought our debit cards and no change, so the woman told us not to worry about it. She said she had 21 cents that she would put in the register – this would never have happened in New York.
We get home and I excitedly look up the directions to make the tissue paper flowers. I grab the tissue paper and flip to the page. That’s when I realized that I got the wrong page photocopied. Needless to say, I had a glass of wine and called it a day. I don’t think that’s what Martha Stewart would have done, but my nerves were shot. Hopefully, today will go a little better.