New plates


It’s Monday, December 5th, and I have now been without a car for 20 days.

On a few occasions, I’ve had a friend or two go out of town and bequeath me their vehicle in their absence, so don’t worry: I’m not starving, I’ve made it to the gym here and there, and my December rent check was deposited.  Subaruthless should be ready later this week – hopefully better than new (Subaruthless-er?), and maybe they will have even vacuumed up all of the dog hair on the backseat.

The thieves stole the license plates, so this morning, I went to the DMV to get new ones.  When it comes to car stuff, it’s always more expensive than I anticipate, so when they told me that my total would be “eight-o-six,” I gulped and wrote a check for $806.  The woman looked at it, and then dryly said, “Eight dollars and six cents.”

I kid you not, the clouds opened up and the angel choir sang a chord.

Nothing like a slew of other unexpected, exorbitant expenses to make tiny check written to the DMV the very best way to start your week.



  1. Tad on December 5, 2011 at 1:03 PM

    We take our wins where we can get them. Yours has to the the first, and probably the only story involving the DMV that has a happy ending.

  2. Tad on December 5, 2011 at 1:04 PM

    “be” the first. Sorry.

  3. paul on December 5, 2011 at 11:17 PM

    an $8 bill at the DMV? and they say miracles dont happen

  4. Sheryl Romaniuk on December 6, 2011 at 12:01 AM

    Oh my goodness this made me laugh:) love you!

  5. Pamela | Girl Gone West on December 19, 2011 at 7:28 PM

    This just made me laugh out loud. Loudly.

    I needed it, thank you.

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