My brain is scrambled now. I tease G about not having drama so he makes stuff up. I’m the guilty one. I call it white people problems. When things are good, you start making stuff up to gripe about.

I recently purchased a newer used vehicle. Honestly, I’ve been worried about registering my ride for almost 3 years now. I had allowed it to get to the point where it was buy something that I could register here or be a pedestrian.

Apparently I like being on pins and needles because as I look back I could have sent off for my replacement title when I first moved here. I could have traded the truck in on something that would register here, you know, before the exhaust had totally rusted off and it started running so bad that I was afraid I wouldn’t make it down the street much less to work and back.

Seriously, who purchases road side assistance thinking of ‘hey, its going to break down any day and I’m going to need help’ as opposed to the more rational ‘hey, never know when something is going to go sideways so I’d like to be assured I have help if I need it’  I was also nervous about possibly getting pulled over. I drove carefully, following all laws because I had Mississippi tags and a New Hampshire driver’s license.

I can imagine the look on the officer’s face when he/she saw that I’ve had a New Hampshire license since 2010 but still had Mississippi tags. I couldn’t begin to imagine what kind of fines I would face, or would my truck actually be towed off and me ending up at the police station waiting for someone to come pick me up.

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