The Spokane DMV and I are not on very good terms right now. I have made the 25-minute trip there THREE times now, with Abby and Katie in tow, of course, to get a Washington driver's license before my Utah license expires. Highlights of the DMV visits have been: locking my keys in the car once, leaving in tears of frustration once, and dumping all of my documents all over the floor as soon as I stood up for my turn---twice.
I thought the painful saga was over, because I did successfully get my temporary licencse on Wednesday. But today I received a call from Beth at the DMV, who informed me that I need to return a FOURTH time and sign the application form in a different place before I can be issued a permanent license. Aaargh! (For the record, I signed where Beth told me to sign.)
The fun begins again next month when I need to register our cars . . .


