
Today I spent over 2 hours at the DPS getting my Oklahoma license. I've been here for 2 years, it's probably time. Let me tell ya, the DPS is the place to be. When I got there they were on #271, I was 304. It took 2 hours to go through about 33 numbers but about 15 or so of those were people who had left. There HAS to be a more efficient way to do this. Maybe not.
Anyway, I am now officially an Oklahoman. My Texas driver's license with 17-year-old me on it was all I had left of my Texas roots. Or trunk. Or whatever it would be considered. But I do think I consider Oklahoma home, now. Weird.

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