That was also the case today as well. *giggle* I went out, deposited a check, went to the DMV to renew my license (*grumble grumble*) and wouldn't you know it the machine was down (bad luck for me as it actually expired yesterday), then walked across the square to renew my tags where I find out that not only did I lock my keys at home WITH the cell phone, but also that my old car Further was never transferred into the buyers name before he trashed it beyond compare. So I owe taxes for last year AND this year on that car and also renewal on my current car *headsmash*. In addition, I had to apply for a duplicate title so that I can junk that damn car, which cost more money (*rabble rabble* as South Park would say). Then although I was planning on picking up some lunch, I just gave up and came home knowing that I still needed to find a way into the house as Jason's not coming back from work until 10ish tonight.
Fast forward to Susan's big ol ass sticking out of the window when the worker for the new duplex owners comes around the corner and offers assistance. I tell you, at this moment, I'm hungry, cobweb covered, and still driving around on an expired license. Could life be any more comical?