Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Make that four.
There was a letter from the state department of motor vehicles. It said the registration on the Commander was being pulled because the insurance had lapsed.
I called USAA. They said it hadn't lapsed.
I called the tax collector at the court house. They handle titles.
The lady who answered the phone said the letter wasn't about the insurance. I told her that's what it said, and she told me that was just to get me to call the courthouse. Ok. That doesn't make sense to me but whatever. It turns out, it's about a new state law.
I own the cars, and they are registered in my home state, where I live. For years that has been fine. The vehicles are registered in my home state, but the street address for insurance purposes is where ever the kids are living, currently Ohio. Now our assembly has passed a new law. If your insurance address isn't in state, you can't have plates in this state. Even if the address on the title is in this state. It would have been nice if they had told me that before I spent $456.00 renewing the registration on five vehicles recently. Because they don't give you any of your money back when you change the registration.
I called the DMV in the state capitol. The computer said they were "busy" and hold time was ten minutes. It repeated the same message for the next hour and forty minutes on the speaker phone. Promptly at closing time, the computer hung up on me.
So now I have to get both cars registered in Ohio, and my kids have to get Ohio drivers licenses instead of the ones they have now. If they move somewhere else for work purposes, I'll have to repeat the whole time consuming, expensive process. In the last five years they've lived in Florida, Kentucky and Ohio so it isn't as unlikely as it sounds.
It's another Southern Comfort and Coke afternoon. That's not good but dieing of a fury and frustration induced heart attack would be worse.
I notice I am having more and more one drink evenings. Sometimes I have a two drink evening. I promised my wife I would quit regularly drinking when we got married. She didn't mind the occasional drink but didn't like it to be a habit. She made me get rid of my bar that I had at the house, and I had to quit bringing home cronies from the base after Happy Hour, which I also had to quit going to.
That seemed small potatoes as a trade for her marrying me, and it was. But I need to be careful about starting up again. She doesn't ask a lot and keeping a 31 year old promise seems reasonable. I tell you though, the things I've been putting up with lately do make a nice cold drink welcome.