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My driver's license was up for renewal this year. I didn't receive a renewal notice, so I headed to the DMV and waited in line for my turn.

An hour later it was my turn at one of the windows. She asks for my license, looks at me, gets up and leaves. She discusses my 'issue' with her supervisor and returns to her desk. In a hushed tone with a piece of paper in hand, she calmly tells me its been suspended. Its been what? I ask.

Suspended. You had an accident in April of 2007 and it was suspended because you had no insurance. Huh? I still don't get it. I have insurance, I had an accident - it was the other person's fault and their insurance company paid for it. You need to provide proof of insurance during the time of the accident and it will all be resolved. My proof of insurance is online at home. Up the hill and back down and 24 hours later I'm back at the same window with my proof of insurance.

Oh, I really feel bad she tells me. Apparently since it was suspended you need a letter from your insurance company, not just the proof of insurance. My husband stands next to me with his arms flapping about and complaining. Years of dealing with health issues has given me mountains of patience. I calmly get what we need faxed over with a phone call outside. As I wait for the fax, I get nervous about a whole new issue. I can't see the eye chart behind the counter. My one eye is great - no problem, the other is shot to hell. I cover one eye then the other. Nope, I'm screwed, they'll flunk me.

I make a realization as I sit there. I'm already 20 feet from the desk and that's an additional 20 feet from the sign - 40 feet altogether. No biggie - I can see fine if I'm at the desk, I think, I hope. She calls me over, my heart goes pitter pat as she waives the suspension and has me sign the various forms. Your all set she says - meet me at the picture booth to get your new photo. No eye test I ask. Um, did you need one. Oh, no, not me, I can see fine, I don't wear glasses. I take the photo and practically skip out the door with my temporary license in hand.

They're going to get me next time. I know it.

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