I've been meaning to post. Really, I have. I think about posting when I'm not at work, but I haven't had my internet connection set up at my apartment yet. By the time I'm at my computer again at work, whatever I'd intended to post doesn't seem very interesting anymore.

Today was strike two for me with the DMV. I have my Virginia drivers license now, but I keep striking out with the title & registration. Lessons from today's trip to the DMV:

1. I cannot title my car here until I have the actual title in my hands. This means that will have to wait until I finish paying off my car in 4 months.

2. They not only need proof of my dad's address (as co-owner of my vehicle), but they also need his signature. Why they couldn't have told me they needed his signature last time I was in there, I'll never know. I'm sure that next time there will be something else that I'm required to have that they somehow neglected to tell me. Oh well, I don't really want Virginia plates that badly.

3. Everyone assumes that because I have a co-owner on my vehicle that, that person is my husband. Umm... no... he's my father. Did you see a ring that resembled a wedding or engagement ring anywhere on either of my hands? The answer would be no.

Sorry, the DMV makes me particularly cranky.