Surviving the Domestic Jungle

Today was one of those days where you need to do all of those tedious painful tasks. I had been dreading it. On the agenda: Car registration, car inspection and then getting a copy of Avery’s birth certificate for school registration. Ugh. It started with me going to the county clerk that was closest to my house and hoping I could do everything there even though I don’t technically live in that county. It was close, I had to try. Of course after standing in line with the girls for 20 minutes I was told I had to go to the other counties office. Ok fine. My own fault for wasting my time. I got lost trying to find the other one but nonetheless found it and went it and got my registration taken care of pretty quickly. The lady that helped me was quite pleasant and I was totally prepared to have one of the usual helpers that pretty much treat you like an idiot if you don’t know the exact protocol for registering your vehicle. I understand they deal with the general public all day and that is probably an experience all its own but sometimes treat people with kindness. It goes a long way. Anywho, I also went and got the birth certificate at the same building and I was off feeling ever so accomplished. Well, being it is a county building (with jail cells) there are police! Tons and tons of police. One of which I almost ran over. Ahh you want stress? As I am backing out of my extremely small space, I almost hit the cop which was scary as hell and then on top of that, there was all of a sudden a cop reunion in the parking lot and they are all watching me back out at a snails pace because parked all around me are cop cars and I was NOT going to risk hitting one of those. I was so stressed but luckily got out of that without being arrested! Next it was the state inspection which was a nice break from the county building. They had cookies in their waiting room and a very nice, quick staff! We munched on cookies, I payed 30 dollars more than I thought I would have to and then we headed home. All in all, not a fun day. I did achieve a lot of really necessary things like having a vehicle that is legal. The girls were complete troopers and luckily we get to do it all over next year! Sense the sarcasm? Well, that last sentence was loaded with it!!