Expired Drivers License
Few thoughts can sap the energy from my body, like the knowledge that I am going to the DMV to renew my drivers license. It’s up there in the top five most exhausting events along with filing, and calling any member of my mother’s family. I feel less drained thinking about the dentist.
I think the other two most exhausting events would have to be explaining the words go away to my ex or trying to get a small child into a car in a finite period of time – fed, dressed, clean, brushed, pottied.
So, I’m going to this wedding in October. And I’m excited about the wedding, excited for my friend. But also, I now have this catalyst to get all of these things done for me and my life that have been on the back burner because I’ve been doing other things.
Today, I ordered a new cell phone. I’ve been putting it off. I thought I’d switch carriers. But that didn’t turn out to be the best deal. So, same carrier, new phone.
Tomorrow, the dreaded DMV.
And then there is, flying over New Jersey. I got a ticket in New Jersey circa 1999. A traffic violation. Possibly two. I don’t actually remember. It was that long ago. I don’t think I paid it. And I don’t know what town I was in. So, rapid text messaging today, with SIL, who helpfully, works in law enforcement… how can I find out?
I apparently need to know what town, and call and ask. And I have no idea. She says don’t worry, they might cuff you and hold you a while but not extradite you for a traffic violation. And possibly there could be a bench warrant.
In a sick way, I find this very amusing. Of course, it’s only amusing, because I’m at my laptop, not in a police cruiser cuffed in New Jersey because a storm forced my plane down in Newark and my idiot self couldn’t get across the border to New York without running into the law.
Good grief, I watch too much tv. I’ve never been arrested. I got a ticket. And see, I’m not even going to New Jersey. Note to self: turn off your imagination and slowly back away from the computer.
I also discovered today that my passport expired this summer, which I really dislike. I don’t actually need it for any reason. But I like the idea of being able to leave the country at any time. It makes me feel better.
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You might be able to call the DMV in New Jersey and see what they can tell you. They wouldn’t extradite you from Georgia to NJ, but I can’t guarantee they wouldn’t extradite from New York! Usually there is an extradition distance listed on a warrant — for this crime we will extradite within 50 miles, 200 miles, anywhere in the U.S. etc.
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