This morning has been fantastic. And by fantastic I mean bat-shit insane.
Today isn’t so much of a life defining moment, as much as it’s a ‘life lesson’ sort of day.
So, story time… Trust me. It’s worth it.
After writing my blog last night I actually stayed up until 4am writing the essay for the competition my school is doing. I emailed the file to my family and to Mother Earth and J to proof read. Once that was done I felt accomplished and went to sleep.
I slept really well, and ended up waking up around 8:30. Plenty of time to enjoy a cup of coffee, pack up for the day, and get to the gym in time for the 9:30 spin class.
So that’s what I did. Enjoy coffee, check. Pack gym bag and lunch box, check and check. Get dressed so I can kick ass and take names at the gym, double check.
So there I was, book bag, lunch box, and gym bag strung all over me, walking out to my car ready to take on the day… only to not see my car…
Damn… Maybe I forgot that I parked on the other side of the building. Man. I’ll feel silly if I have to walk the long way to my car… again… Not like I’m making a habit out of doing this… But wait… No… That’s not right. I didn’t park over there because I stood next to my car for an hour talking to mom last night… I know this is where I parked…
Like seriously, my brain was just like, “Huh, there’s no car. That sucks…”
There wasn’t, “Holy shit. What do, what do? Panic, freak out, flip shit.”
It was hardcore, left brain all the way. Super detached. Super calm. No feels, just info.
Hmmm, that’s odd. I wonder what happened to the car. Let’s get our clipboard and magnifying glass. Does our mechanical pencil have lead? Awesome, lets go solve this puzzle.
So I went back into the apartment, put all my stuff down and walked back outside, hoping that no one had seen me walk out to the empty parking lot with half of my worldly possessions on me. I hoped if anyone had seen me that it didn’t look as awkward as it felt.
I went to the leasing office and talked to one of the ladies there. I asked if any cars had been towed that morning because I couldn’t find mine.
I was told that yeah, there had been a little red car towed. It had been tagged twice for expired tags.
Bullshit, it had been tagged one for not being registered at the complex. But since I technically am not allowed to have my car there anyway since I’m not on the lease there wasn’t much I could do to argue the towing.
And excuse me… expired what?
Hmm… More information. *inner scientist scribbles on her clipboard*
Is there any way I can have my car back?
Sure, here’s a number.
So I got a number to call for the towing company and went back to the apartment.
Of course my phone had less than 10% charge. I held my breath as I called the number, praying that my phone would last long enough to figure something out.
It actually worked out fairly well. The guy I talked to was super nice. He told me everything that I needed to get my car back, how much it would cost, and where they were located, which was super close to school.
After that I called Clavan. Since there wasn’t lecture today I was hoping he would be able to help me out. Again, I held my breath the whole time as if that would make my phone’s battery last longer. It seemed like legit logic.
Clavan was actually taking the day off, so he had nothing going on. He said he would be over to help me out, and that he had no problem taking me to the DMV.
Literally right after I hung up the phone the battery died.
I would have charged it… but my charger is conveniently located in my car… which didn’t really help me very much.
One of the things I needed for the DMV was proof of insurance, which again, was in my car. Clavan and I went to the DMV first to get our spot in line. There was a 40 minute wait, but the system is actually pretty spiffy and is able to send text messages to your phone with time updates, so while we were ‘waiting’ we ran to school so I could print the proof of insurance paper from my online account.
By the time we got back to the DMV I had a text message saying I had about 10 more minutes to wait.
Oh. I suppose I should say that Clavan was awesome and had an iPhone 4 charger in his car so I was able to bring my phone back to life. I texted Joshua to let him know what was going on, since he had been the one to tell me that my car wouldn’t be towed.
I got the new tags, drove over to the towing place, had to wait around for the guy to get back from his lunch break, paid $125, then drove out of the compound with my little red Mazda. ❤
I felt like a knight rescuing my beloved from the evil dragon.
That was after I paid $35 at the DMV for the what, 2×2 sticker to put on my car. $35? Really?
I didn’t have to pay any late fees though. The lady I had at the DMV was super nice, and I actually didn’t have to ‘wait’ to be seen when you think about it.
So all things considered it was a pretty smooth and painless process. Minus the $125 towing fee…
I honestly never got a reminder about my tags, but Florida doesn’t care. You should know that every year on your birthday your tags expire.
Until this year my car has had South Carolina tags, so I always waited for my mom to let me know that I needed to pay. She would pay for the tags, mail them to me, and I would pay her back.
I didn’t even think about it because there was always something to trigger or remind me, “Hey this is important. You should do something about it.”
When I went to the DMV the address they had on file was the apartment I had with Jarrett. The only thing I can think of is that they mailed it there and he was spiteful and didn’t give me my mail after our breakup.
I would have remembered if I had gotten something important like that. I would have taken care of it.
But yeah, overall I couldn’t have asked for it to go any better, or to happen on a better day. I didn’t have to be to work until 1pm. There was someone able to help me out. And everything got taken care of on the first go.
Super important life task, done for the next year. And super important, expensive life lesson learned. I’ve already made a repeating calendar event for “Renew Car Tags” on my calendar. So hopefully I never have to repeat this lesson.
It would be really nice if life lessons weren’t so expensive…
Once I got the car back I was starving. I had planned on drinking a shake while driving to the gym… but that plan got botched. So I hadn’t eaten anything. My only calorie intake was my coffee at 8:40-ish.
I messaged Frank to let him know that I might be late to lab. Not only had I not eaten, but I needed to go home and shower and change into work cloths since I was still dressed for the gym.
I stopped by Taco Bell for food, took it home and ate, showered, repacked my bag so I would be ready for aikido tonight, then headed back out to the parking lot.
Luckily my car was where I had left it this time.
So here I am, sitting in lab.
This morning did not go at all how I thought it would. But somehow it still worked out. After this post I’m going to start work on my freelance. That’s really my main focus for today and tomorrow. Just needed to get this story out of my system before I got to work.
I’m glad I was able to handle this situation. It makes me feel like maybe I am doing something right with life. I was able to be an ‘adult’ and take care of myself, and I had people in my life who were able and willing to help me when I legitimately needed it.
I think today can be labeled as a win. And that makes me feel good.