Five years ago, when I renewed my driver's license, I was prepared. I went early in the day, immediately after I had showered, styled my hair, and put on makeup (even lipstick!). I carefully chose my clothes. I kept the AC in the car on so my hair would not get messed up. I smiled pretty for the camera. The upshot of all this was a driver's license photo that everyone looked at and said, "Wow! That's a really nice picture of you".
Well, I got the renewal notice about a month ago, and I've been putting it off because I wanted another nice photo. I need a haircut and who knows when that will happen. Never mind that this photo looks nothing like me anymore or that the expiration is fast approaching. I was going to wait until my hair looked good!
This morning, David and I went to County Bike to get his packet of stuff for the triathlon tomorrow, and wouldn't you know...the DMV was right across the street. There I was: no shower, no makeup, wearing my glasses, t-shirt I was wearing for the third time this week. And I just said, "Let's go over there. Might as well get this done". "Are you sure? We can come back," David said. Nope. Gonna do it now.
So, I'll have a bad photo like everyone else: stringy hair, shiny skin, silly smile on my face. Fantastic. At least I've got another month of the cute photo.