I can’t believe the amount of stress involved in getting a license I neither need nor want and the hoops I have to jump through to get it. If nothing else, all of this has shown us that we really need to get our paperwork sorted out.
I’ve known for a while we needed to do this. I found the deed for the house which was important, but we also need our marriage certificate and both of our birth certificates. No matter how we look at it, one of us will survive the other. Whoever survives will need these documents or the devastation of loss and grief will be compounded by a nightmare of paperwork.
Drawing, as it turns out, relaxes me.
This has been one of those months. I’ve spent more time sitting on hold than I have doing anything except sleeping. I feel like I’ve spend two full weeks fighting with people on the phone — and achieving nothing. I suppose I can make another call tomorrow. Maybe someone will answer. Maybe I’ll get an answer. I need to de-stress. Hence the drawings.
I did a lot of drawing last night.
Garry and I have a lot of work to do but it shouldn’t be overwhelming. The worst part of all of this is that there are deadlines. I’m not sure I can meet them. They have taken something that used to take a few minutes and made it into a marathon.
How long will it take New York to print and mail my birth certificate? How long will it take to actually get here by mail? I don’t have a lot of time. I also can’t move as fast mentally or physically as I used to. I doubt i will ever be able to move that fast again, so I need to do my best and realize I might not be able to get it done on their time. I only got all these notification today, so I haven’t had a lot of time to figure it out. It would have helped if the “help line” at the Registry of Motor Vehicles would actually answer a call. A few short questions with answer might have illuminated a few things. They aren’t answering and there’s absolutely nothing I can do about that.
Sometimes, life can be a bummer and this is one of those times. On the other hand, it could be worse. It has been worse. I need to be glad it is what it is and not what it was.