Oh, waiting.

So, the trip has been postponed. This is because of widespread tardation, budget cuts, irresponsibility and bad luck.

Namely, I let my driver's license lapse. And Colorado, being a state wherein most people don't like paying taxes, instituted a policy in which those who let their driver's licenses lapse and wish to drive again must do so by mail instead of in person. This new process, which a very nice sign at the DMV informed me took effect on January 20, 2009, takes 20 business days. My time spent on the phone with the very accommodating DMV employee informed me that even driving to the Colorado Department of Revenue headquarters and handing my form, which requires a rubber-stamping, by hand to the person who would rubber stamp it, would not expedite the process. "We can't allow your application to get ahead of the others," she explained. "Of course," I said. "That only makes sense."

So blarg and blech, I'm stuck in Colorado for another indeterminate amount of time, and I'm unhappy about it. Spring on Winnie holds a lot less poetry than deep winter, after all. But part of this whole experiment is taking things as they come, so I'm calmly waiting and no longer angrily drinking, and looking forward to my departure, whenever that may be. As somebody told me last Friday, at my big 30th birthday bash, "Dude, there's plenty of winter in Minnesota." True.