I have lived here since July 4th. That represents four monthly paychecks. Finally this morning I changed my address at work. As the person who closes the year, issues W-2’s, and does all that other tedious stuff that interests no one, except in its absence, I may have noticed it in December.
I did change my address with the post office, and important people like Visa. Then my address began updating itself. Social Security Administration sent me a letter telling me the post office had informed them of my new address, and if I was not the person at the new address on the notification, please let them know.
Junk mail arrived with my new address. My health insurance statement of benefits arrived at my new address as if it had always been. On the one hand, it seemed seamless. On the other, some digital machine knows too much.
I did change my address with the Board of Elections. The other day I produced my driver’s license as photo ID, and saw my old address. I renewed that license on my birthday this year, and it’s valid until 2020. It expires March 31, 2020, the last day of my current term in office. I like that.
Renewing or replacing a driver’s license costs, I think, thirty five dollars. The license I renewed for thirty five dollars last March will cost me another thirty five dollars to replace with my new address. We must produce picture identification in order to vote in a couple of weeks. I have toyed with leaving my license alone until I must renew it, and producing the Board of Election’s acknowledgment of my change of address.
Then I think of that pesky Republican poll worker who challenged me at the last presidential election. I did face him down with a well used “Listen, young man”, but I don’t want to take a chance. Tomorrow I’ll get the driver’s license updated.