drove to the secretary of state’s office at lunchtime and renewed them in about :30 seconds with a machine.
reviewed my tally of tickets online. realized I had been cited by a camera for a red light violation. got the phone number for setting up a payment plan. will call tomorrow and pray to vehicular gods not to get booted.
learned that since my car insurance check cleared, my rent check won’t. not sure how to solve that one.
while driving to and from car reg lunch excursion, ran through a homeric catalog of possible second jobs, meanwhile decimating cuticles.
wished for the gazillionth time that I were smarter and better at making/managing/saving (ha!) money.
driving home from work, felt about .5 inch tall. 20 degrees and wicked windchill. knew I should go to the gym, that it would be the Right thing to do. wanted, fervently, only to crawl into bed. reminded myself of a certain donkey-photographing promise, so instead made a couple of stops and operated the camera with icy fingers. afterward felt enormously happier and calmer, nearly even sane.
then the car engine started making an unsettling high-pitched noise.
watched people bicycling down the frozen chicago streets and thought, what virtuous people. and then soon that will be me.
saw a woman pushing a shopping cart and wearing a black plastic garbage bag and drew the line right there.