Finally.

Who knew it'd be so hard?

The first time I walked into the revenue office somebody told me all I needed was to give them my CO drivers license and it would be enough to get my AR license. So I took a number. And waited.

Nope. She gave me a list of several things I would need.

The second time I had my folder of paperwork ready. I took a number. And waited.

Nope. A marriage certificate is NOT the same as a marriage license and I needed the license, not the certificate. Whatever.

The third time I took Honey with me b/c he needed to do this too and we'd both have the proper paperwork. Third time is the charm, right? We took a number. And waited.

Well wouldn't you know. I didn't have the right birth certificate. He did. But I didn't. Apparently you must have the one with the raised seal and not the hospital issue. And since that was the only one I had, I needed to send off to the state for the right one.

So I did. And they sent it to the wrong place. And it took awhile but it finally made it's way to my house.

Today I walked into the revenue office for the fourth time. I took a number. And waited.

And prayed.

And now finally it's done. And it only took four times.