Rana in Snarkyland

No work today, which was bad from a financial perspective, but probably good for my psychic well-being. I did pick up my first paycheck today (woefully small -- especially since I figure that I'm losing about 15% of it to various government-type things), which was slightly heartening.

Then I spent two hours sitting in the DMV to get my "new" California license. I say "new" because it turns out that my old file was still "active" so all they needed was my $12. Even a new picture was optional, but I decided to get one anyway, as a way of feeling like I'd accomplished something by sitting there so long. (They've been touting an on-line reservation system as "more convenient" but since the earliest available one was not until October I'm glad I didn't take the "convenient" option. I also overheard one woman complaining that she'd had to wait even with an appointment!)

Then groceries, library, and home. After lunch D. and I went to IKEA -- partly to look for a wastebasket and partly to be snarky. I took particular delight in the weirdness of their chairs; there were barely any that I sat on that didn't contain some sort of surprise for the sitter. There were the "rocking" chairs that didn't, the strange wicker/rattan contraptions that were hard to get out of, the soft-looking poof that turned out to be a fur-covered inflatable, the plastic chair that went "bwonk" when sat on...

I was allured by lights and baskets, though I didn't buy any. The snark shield is vulnerable to these blandishments, it seems.

Then Thai food for dinner, to give D. a break from cooking (and because we like Thai food) -- a good ending to a generally good day.