Mamma Said There'd Be Days Like This

Unfortunately, today was one of those days retirement seems to be made for. 

I started before 8 a.m., clearing off the decks and front porch so they could be power-washed. The chore included saying goodbye to the hanging plants for the season, thanking them for their service, emptying their pots, and dragging heavy garbage bags full of organic discard to the curb. It also involved spreading out a tarp by the sliding glass door in the living room, stowing various outdoor items there, and moving several cumbersome items from the front porch to the breezeway. Finally, I charged up the leafblower and cleared away as much detritus as possible.

And then, the power-washing team didn't make it to our unit.

But I didn't know that right away because a few weeks ago when I tried to pay the property tax and then renew the registration on our second car, I was surprised to see that it was not listed under our accounts. I put in a help request to the DMV in Richmond and was pleasantly surprised when someone called me the very next day. Between the two of us, we figured out that the leasing company had reported the vehicle as sold after I had retitled it, so officially, nobody owned it. Fortunately, I had the title and registration, but unfortunately, I had to go to the DMV in person to resolve the issue. But before I could do that, I had to have the emissions checked to both clear the title and renew the registration on the same visit.

As efficient as that process might sound, it took over three hours to acquire those two little square stickers for the license plate. I did get to spend a lot of time observing a fascinating cross-section of my fellow residents, and trying to decipher the DMV's system for prioritizing and calling those of us waiting for service was also an exciting diversion.

Then, it was time to pick Heidi up from school, and as we had agreed earlier, we stopped for early voting at the community center on our way home. There, we ran into two former students and a former colleague who were variously working at the center, volunteering at the polls, and voting.

It felt great to do our democratic duty, and as we headed home, I looked forward to replacing all the items on our freshly cleaned decks.

But that will have to be tomorrow. Luckily? I don't have to go to work.