Transitioned

This is the point in my blog, where I need to move beyond the impact of the move on our family, to the funny, quirky, everyday happenings that make me smile, because life goes on (Ob la di ob la da life goes on bra).  It has been 5 months since we moved, which is completely ridiculous, because I feel like I have been here for WAY longer than that.

I used to write another blog, before the move, that was entitled “Mommy Block”.  I loved sharing real life stories to hopefully make my readers laugh and feel completely at ease that there is another mom out there who really doesn’t know what she is doing.

So, part of this post was written sitting in the…..wait for it….DMV.  Be jealous, I know. This is the one thing since moving that I have been dreading.  I hate going so badly that I drove 30 minutes to the most hole-in-the-wall DMV I have ever visited.  I refuse to battle the traffic of Baton Rouge.  I will stay home all day long if it means I don’t have to enter that realm.  I am not kidding: “Baton Rouge ranks 3rd in the country for most congested, “medium” sized city in the country, according to the Texas Transportation Institute’s Mobility Report.” On top of that, I may have already had my first accident here and it was a hit and run, twice.  I.DON’T.DO.TRAFFIC.

The DMV and I go way back.  My father was a long-time employee and first started his career there when I was in high school.  It was about the time I had to take my driving test. Multiple choice tests have never been my strength.  I can overly rationalize each answer until they all sound right.  Why couldn’t there have been an essay based test? Why must there be specifically correct driving answers?  (I am sensing the majority of the drivers in Baton Rouge feel the same way.)  I flailed the written test horribly.  I didn’t FAIL, but was one question from that, so lets just say I FLAILED.  I don’t know how I didn’t fail except for the fact that my dad worked there.  He has never admitted to having anything to do with my score, but seriously, I know I did quite badly.

My drive to the DMV was quite lovely.  Really.  One feature of this area that fascinates me is the Mississippi River and the bridges.  Ya’ll, its like driving up the incline of a roller coaster.  I hold my breath and can not look down, but I love the majesty of the bridges. (Dad, I found these pictures online, I promise).

I’m glad I enjoyed my drive, because I get to revisit the hole-in-the-wall DMV again seeing as although I had every piece of paperwork I could possibly imagined I needed, I still was missing some key pieces.  Clearly, the DMV wants to continue our relationship whether in Virginia or Louisiana.  Somehow, I am not comforted by this.

Published by Leah Lively

Born and raised in Virginia, Leah’s faith journey began in a loving family and a small church in a small town. She is a wife to one and a mom to four along with a sweet boxer pup. As writer, blogger, and an aspiring speaker, Leah also enjoys reading, watching movies with her hubby, and creating memories with her family. Leah is motivated by 2 Corinthians 13:11 where Paul encourages the church in Corinth to “become mature and be encouraged, be of the same mind, be at peace, and the God of love and peace will be with you.” She wants believers to grow in their faith and discover a hunger for God’s word. Leah’s genuine and authentic style of presenting the gospel lays a foundation for readers to learn more of God’s Truths. Through the challenges of life as a wife and mother, Leah's greatest desire is to let you know you are not alone and there is a God who can get you through the hard moments.

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