I needed to go into town to the Bank to reorder more checks - I am down to my last batch; so I said to Holland that this would be a good time to go in with me and have his name added to my account. He has been reluctant to do this, but I explained how important it is that his name also be on my account. He finally agreed, so off we went. Next week sometime, it will be my turn to be added to his accounts.
We needed to go the DMV and get our Driver's Licenses updated, too. That was scheduled in.
I hoped we had everything we needed, as we left the carport - but I was pretty sure someone, somewhere, would burst that hopeful balloon.
We're a month and a half delayed in this process due to one reason or another, but the timing was right for today, so we tackled it- we'd get in, get it done, and get back home before noon so Holland could get back to work running a product down to ship to Europe ;-)
And miracles of miracles ... HOLLAND LET ME TAKE HIS PICTURE!
I explained to him the other day how important pictures are to me. I'm glad he's becoming agreeable. He says he looks retarded in pictures. That is not true, and I want him to become comfortable and allow the camera to become his friend, so I said to him after seeing a picture of his mother about a week ago while we were at his SIL's house: "Do you think your mother looked retarded in that picture, in Lana's house?" He, of course, said: "No." I replied, "Neither do I. You have your mother's face, Holland. She was a pretty woman. You are a handsome man. You would take good pictures if you'd just relax."
He is learning to relax; and I am happy with the results :-)
We talked all the way into town. We talked about different things.
We laughed.
We held hands.
We were enjoying each other.
When Holland parked the Highlander in the Bank's parking lot, he squeezed my fingers, smiled, and said, "A happy wife is a happy life. I love you, Baby." And I smiled, too, and said: "Yep. You understood the concept before, but now you are beginning to understand the reality." And we both laughed.
It is an old joke with a bite of truth in it - and Holland knows that I also believe in meeting him halfway so he is also happy :-)
We will be spending the rest of our life together. We've got to meet each other in the middle.
Once inside, we were ushered into a cubby room to get the process underway. It didn't go as smoothly as anticipated. We were told we needed to go to the DMV (which we had planned to do after the Bank) and come back with our updated licenses - mine with a Name Change, Holland's with Change Of Address; Holland also needed proof he was living with me (was that talking head serious???)
For Pete's sake :-(
So we backtracked back home and grabbed a bill with his name on it ... raced across town and into Kelso to get that documentation; and wasn't sure we'd be able to get back to the Bank before the doors closed. The DMV gets pretty busy after 'noon.
We got there before noon, got our tickets, was called forward in turbo time ... and was told we needed to show our Marriage License: the {real} one, not a photo copy.
UGH!
So, back home we drove to retrieve that.
I was starting to stress a bit.
We'd been running back and forth, trying to make the legal beagles happy; we'd been burning up the road for hours with nothing to show for it but a burning of fuel >;-(
Holland had things that needed to get done at home, too; and the crazy people covering their asses (the asinine legalities are for them - not us) were making our day frazzled.
Holland took it all in stride: "Just relax, Baby. Nothing happens except God allows it to happen. Look at it this way - you're out of the house. You're taking a drive. We're spending time together. We're talking things over." And he squeezed my hand with every point he was making ;-)
I said, "I know. But you have that thing that needs to get done, and this running back and forth is eating time up."
He said, "This is important, too. I love you."
And I managed to snag another video of my handsome man without hearing him snarl about that :-)
On our third trip back and forth over Industrial Way, Holland said, "It's okay, Baby. Think of it this way ... you're getting a 150-mile drive today without even leaving Longview; we're making a loop drive through Cowlitz County."
I had to laugh because it was true; absurdly true, but truth just the same.
But, in all honesty, if I had to get a 150-mile drive today, I'd rather have left Longview altogether ;-)
However, Elohim had other plans. And my handsome husband and I spent the day together :-)
Everything did eventually get done: Holland was added to my Bank Account - which is now OUR account. Our Licenses were updated: $40 was forked out for the updates (I had already paid $50+ in December '22 to renew the darned thing!).
And we are back on track with each other - that's the main thing.
Holland will do his work thing tomorrow while I'm spending time with Chrystal.
I sure hope March (tomorrow) comes in like a lamb because I'm really tired of dealing with the lion ;-)
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