It seems to be official. It looks like I may be an actual resident of Ohio now. I have been diligently transferring car titles, plates, registration, registering to vote, and just this past week I ran out of checks and when I opened the next box it contained ones with our new Ohio address.
The last thing on my to-do list was to apply for an Ohio license. I didn't realize how much work it entailed. They make all out of state applicants take a written exam.
As in a test.
I hate tests. They make my anxiety level rise, so needless to say, I have been putting it off. I had been reading the manual on and off for the past 3 weeks, so I got a little studying under my belt. The only place that had a testing site was a half hour away. So me and the boys made a day of it. But first I had to get this test out of the way. I should have thought about the fact that the boys hadn't eaten yet and they would have to sit quietly while I plugged away at the exam. Not an easy task for 3 boys who have ants in their pants and like to make fart noises when it's supposed to be quiet. Embarrassing? Yes. I did take them to lunch afterwards and we made it to 2 animal shelters to visit the doggies.
But, back to the test. It had a total of 40 questions and in order to pass you could not miss more than 11. The test was done on a touch screen computer and it would tell you after each question you answered whether or not it was correct before the next question was presented. Each time I would answer one wrong, I would jump a bit in my seat and a swear word would slip out under my breath. I felt the pressure rise. Apparently, I didn't study well enough because I ended up missing 7. But, I did pass (at 70%) and I am now the owner of an Ohio drivers license with a very blurry picture on it.
Hey, I even told the truth about my height and weight. That should have earned me some bonus points!