Well, now, y'all - I went yesterday to apply for my Texas tags and registration of my title. What an experience! Now, I knew where I had to go, basically, to apply. I knew it was the building that Carol parked near to pick up her County car for her job of health inspector, because I had taken her there during the days that Dub was still living, and we had just brought him here to the Nursing home. If you recall, I took her each morning to pick up her car, so that I could use hers to drive around in during the day.
I got to the parking lot okay, parked my car and went to the building that I thought she meant was the courthouse building. It turned out not to be the exact one I needed. A friendly fellow walking around in the parking lot, directed me to the correct building which was on the other end of the parking lot. So, I head over there and walk in, easily locating the correct office.
Taking a number from the dispenser placed there for order in arrivals, I waited until my number was called, walking over to the lady who called it. I saw a sign over the window that stated "Strangers when we enter, friends when we leave." I asked the lady behind the counter if she would be my friend. She looked a little puzzled until I recited the saying on the sign to her. Ha. Don't you love it when you can do something like that?
Well, I found out pretty soon that I needed to have something else before I could get my tags. She told me that I needed to get the car inspected to make sure that everything was working properly on it (signals, etc.). I asked, "where do I get that done?". She replied, "oh, any place that does oil changes and tuneups. There are several close to here." DUH! One of the other ladies directed me to a Goodyear place which was supposed to be very close to the courthouse. She told me I could go to the end of the parking lot and cross the street, and I would be in the area for it.
I drove across the street looking for the Goodyear sign, driving around the parking area like a drunk or crazy person. Ha ha! Good thing the cops didn't see me, or I would yet be waiting to get out of stir. Ha. I finally had to drive out onto the street and when I did, I saw the Goodyear sign. Then had to go up to the corner, turn left and then make another left turn (a u-ey) and into the Goodyear parking lot on the right. What an adventure.
After I got the inspection done, I went back to the sub-courthouse and got a number again, and finally got my tags and applied for a Texas title to my car. So, once I get my Texas driver's license (which I have over 60 days to do), I guess I will officially be a Texan, although I now consider myself one, since I live here permanently.
This morning, I needed to go to my new bank, so I once again ventured out on new territory, armed with a hand-drawn map, courtesy of Carol. I found my way to the bank and also to the Target store, where I had fun shopping around. Carol called me when I was home (just) and invited me to have some lunch with her. She bought Chinese for our lunch. Yum! It has been months since I have had any Chinese. It was great. Later today, i am going to begin going through Dub's clothing, and when I am finished it will go to the clothing drive for the Kidney Foundation. Very apropos since he died probably from a staph infection in the kidneys. He was also diabetic which contributed to his condition.
Well, that is about it for today, folks. I am sleeping better at night, only waking up once in the early morning hours, and most of the paperwork is finished. Praise God!
This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for today. Much love to each of you, my friends and family. Bye for now.