On a side note...I get to driving school that night and we have to register. They tell us to get in line with our drivers license and our $40. I get in line and get up to the table, pull out my license and realize...wait a minute...this is not the picture on my license...this is my old one...oh my gosh where is it?!?! I start to panick a little bit of course and go off to the side pulling everything out of my wallet thinking that I just accidentally put it behind my credit card or something...nope...not in there...not in my purse..not in my console...not anywhere in my car. Where in the world could it be? At this point I feel like I am losing my mind and I was really wishing that our SSN was still the same as our license number...Then it FINALLY dawns on me that I had taken my clutch to the wedding and I remember that I had stuck it in there. And where do you think my clutch was? In my closet in Booneville. Larkin was out of town so it wasn't like he could read me my license number. Anyway, I go back up there and she says, "Oh, I do that all of the time just give me your social and you'll be good." Thanks for telling me that in first place instead of making me think you would kick me out if I didn't have it....but I mean really, who comes to driving school without their current license?!? Only me! And to top it all off I am driving to Anna Kay's house AFTER driving school and see some blue lights in the distance. I am thinking, "please tell me no..please tell me no...not a road block...not a road block." Yes, it was a road block. I let my window down and all I could do was kind of laugh as I held up my driving school certificate and tell them that I only had my expired license. Luckily, they were in a good mood and found it quite humorous, too. Thank goodness they let me go...
Lesson learned!!
