Life Stuff

FYI: Don’t bring your kids to the DMV

 

 

 

 

Not sure which is worse, waiting at the DMV without an appointment or, waiting at the DMV without an appointment AND someones 2 year old screaming THE WHOLE TIME.

 

It was my own fault. I’d put off getting my name changed for a year. Now that’s not to say I didn’t attempt this many times, I did. Once having to leave because I waited so long, it was time to get the kids from school. Four hours waiting, for nothing. So I attempted making an appointment. Only to find out the day before that there was a glitch and though I made the appointment and had proof of such, there was no appointment for me. Good one DMV, good one.

Gotta admit, I just don’t want to be here in general. No one does, really. But the vain part of myself that realizes that I have to have my picture retaken, is very sad to be departing with the picture of eight years ago. Hey, it was actually a GOOD picture! That never happens with Driver’s license photos! And now it’s being replaced with the 41 year old version of me, whose roots aren’t done yet and eyes look tired and you might even say, could possibly have, maybe, a few extra pounds goin’ on ?

Now let’s add on the gastritis that’s been flaring up, causing a burning in my stomach that only feels better when food is put in it (refer to the above problem of a few extra pounds? ☝🏻 Yeah, constantly having to eat isn’t helping that problem 🙄). So here I sit, someones kid screaming, stomach burning, cheerio popping to help my burning stomach and my butt numb from hour three, feeling that doom and gloom feeling of the dreaded 41 year old photo versus the less wrinkly 33 year old me.

To the lady whose kid is STILL screaming. I’ve been there. I’m sure you had no one to watch your little one. I’m positive you don’t want to be here either and you most definitely don’t want to have your two year old with you and fairly certain you don’t want him screaming, knowing everyone in the DMV isn’t fond of you right now. I actually feel worse for you than myself now.

 

Now, if they’d ever so swiftly call GG077  so I can quit snacking on my cheerios and move onto to carne asada nachos and an ice cold margarita, that’d be great.👍🏻