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Tuesday, November 11, 2008

So, it's that wonderful time when I must renew my drivers license. This will be the first time I've had to do so. (I'm so friggin young!!) Naturally, I wander my way over to the local DMV's website, to figure out what I need to do, bring, etc. The facts of it boggle my poor little mind.

Even if you've had your driver license or ID card for years, or even decades, you must bring documents that meet new state requirements each time you renew or replace your card.

As of July 1, 2008, all applicants for Oregon driver licenses, instruction permits and ID cards will be required to show DMV documents that provide:

  • Proof of U.S. citizenship or lawful presence in the country such as a government-issued birth certificate or U.S. passport, or foreign passport with U.S. immigration documents.
  • Proof of Social Security number such as a Social Security card, employment document or tax document.
  • Proof that you are not entitled to a Social Security number, if you do not have one and are not eligible for one such as immigration documents that do not include permission to work in the United States.
  • Proof of full legal name such as birth certificate, or a combination of documents that create a link proving current full legal name, such as a birth certificate and government-issued marriage certificate.

Are you kidding me?! I didn't even need my birth certificate to get a new Social Security card. (That actually sort of scares me, but that's another post entirely.) I don't know if my mother has that handy somewhere. Or maybe it's with my (ex)husband's documents.

Or maybe it's nowhere at all, and I'll simply have to order a new copy. Which will bring on a whole new set of annoyances, I'm sure. I know where my SS card is. I'm pretty sure I know where my marriage certificate is, since I had to have that for my SS card. Still... That's a lot of documentation just to renew a piece of ID that I already have.

I do remember hearing when this little bit of legislation went through. And I remember being annoyed at the time. But it completely slipped my mind until today. Now I'm extra annoyed.

Hopefully I can get all that crap together sometime before my license expires. But I'm not expecting to. That birth certificate is one elusive little bastard!

Monday, November 10, 2008
What Was That?

Lot of things going through my head today. It's been busy, though, and I haven't had time to write any of it down.

If you know me, you know that I have to write it down as soon as it occurs to me, or I won't remember.

Needless to say, I'm frustrated. Missed a LOT of writing today.

Saturday, November 08, 2008
Simply Complicated

I want my Daddy.

Friday, November 07, 2008

With people who don't matter, I'm the most confident woman I know.
"This is me. Here it is. Deal with it, or go away, that's up to you."

With my inner circle, I'm scared and insecure.
"Am I good enough? Is it really me, or is it just convenient for you?"

I've finally learned not to start hiding. If they stuck around long enough to make it into the inner circle, the hiding is what's going to push them away, not the honesty. I know it's silly for a grown woman to need constant reassurance from the people who clearly already love her. But then, when have I ever claimed to be a grown woman?

I'm just a girl. And a girl needs lots of care. The people who make it past that inner wall -- past the pretence of adulthood -- they are the ones that I trust with that little girl self. They are the ones that I look to for guidance. They are the ones who can hurt me the most easily. All they have to do is ignore me.

I'm not always sure how or when to ask for help. When it's ok to ask for the attention I crave. How to present that I need compliments, reassurance, praise. I'm just little. I'm still learning. I need help with these things.

Thursday, November 06, 2008
It's The Way You Are

Pardon my absence yesterday, but I was sick. Fever, headache, congestion... Oh, the joy. And it got worse if I stood up. I'm still not feeling fantastic today, but I'm well enough to be at work.

I got to K's house on Tuesday night, and he played Daddy. Wrapped me up in a blanket and snuggled me on the couch. Watched shows with me. Brought me hot drinks. Tucked me in to bed.

He's good at that.

In the morning, when I still wasn't feeling well, I looked to him. I was ready to leave for work, but I wanted to stay and sleep. He gave his permission, I called in, and he tucked me in once more. He's good for snuggling. He's good for a lot of things.

I woke up in the afternoon. K and I did more snuggling, had dinner, and I headed home to go back to sleep.

Somewhere in that time, I checked my phone to find a message from D. He had already talked to the sitter, and I could sleep in the next morning instead of waking up at 6, when he drops off our son.

Am I too terribly spoiled? Rotten. I'm just so damned lucky!

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