As I am writing this story, I am down in Phoenix, only 3 days after my retirement from P&G (read me). Kim and I are trying to ensure at least one of us is visiting monthly to maintain the house before we one day move here on a more permanent basis. I have a car here, my 2001 Ford Escape so one of my chores on this trip is to get it registered and titled in AZ. That was supposed to be yesterday’s chore but the blower motor on the home HVAC system chose this day to go out. That was 6:30 pm. I spent the night sleeping on the couch, with a fan blowing directly on me all evening. The house got up to a balmy 90 degrees. Ah, retirement….ain’t she sweet!
This morning was spent at the AZ DMV. There were two offices equidistant from my house. I drove to one and saw a huge long line outside before the office opened so I drove home, waited an hour and then headed over to DMV, choice B. Continue reading