 When I turned 21 (16 years ago this month!) I promptly went to the grocery store to buy a six pack of beer.  What else do you do on a summer's day when you turn 21?  The sign at the store said "We ID under 25."  When I turned 25, the signs started to say "We ID under 35."  When I turned 35, I saw a sign at the store that said "We ID under 37."  Are you sensing  a pattern here ... I'm about to turn 37.  The other day, I was enjoying a simple meal at the original Red Robin here in Seattle and noticed a note on their menu that says "We ID under 39 1/2."  A joke ... I hope!
When I turned 21 (16 years ago this month!) I promptly went to the grocery store to buy a six pack of beer.  What else do you do on a summer's day when you turn 21?  The sign at the store said "We ID under 25."  When I turned 25, the signs started to say "We ID under 35."  When I turned 35, I saw a sign at the store that said "We ID under 37."  Are you sensing  a pattern here ... I'm about to turn 37.  The other day, I was enjoying a simple meal at the original Red Robin here in Seattle and noticed a note on their menu that says "We ID under 39 1/2."  A joke ... I hope!Identification is an important thing.  And, it turns out, a complicated thing when you are living the counter-cultural nun lifestyle.  I've moved quite a bit the past few years - from Oregon to New Jersey and now Washington State - with a few stops in between. 
I've been living in Washington State for a while now, and have been meaning to get a Washington State drivers license.  The only thing is, looking at the list of documents required as proof of Washington state residency I was perplexed.  You see, as a nun you kind of live "off grid" with the whole vow of poverty thing. I live in one of our convents so I don't have a homeowner's insurance policy or a utility bill in my name.  I also don't have a mortgage statement, property tax bill, or even my name in the phone book.  I work for a Catholic nonprofit so I don't even have a paystub - my salary is paid directly to the Sisters of St. Joseph of Peace.  I haven't needed to file taxes so I don't have that paperwork or mail.  I don't have a professional teaching or nurse's license - my justice ministry doesn't have such things!  I haven't started grad school so I don't have a transcript or report card.  How to prove I live here?
Luckily, the kind folks at the Washington State Department of Licensing accepted a letter from my community explaining the whole vow of poverty thing as the reason why I don't have any of these documents, and promisng that I do in fact live at our convent in Bellevue.  So, one eye test a little bit of paperwork and $45 later, I am now licensed to drive in the State of Wahington and now have a form of local ID!
Who knew being a nun could be so complicated in our 21st Century world?
 
 
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Which one did you go to? The one north of Aurora is a trip. (It's the one by the Fred Meyer.)
That's lucky they were so understanding! I recently renewed my driver's licence. Here in New Zealand, the eye test is set up [for some bizarre reason] so that most people fail it, even though their eye sight might be perfectly good. I had to get a letter from my optometrist saying my eye sight was good with corrective lenses.
I've been reading your blog for a couple of weeks and I really enjoy it. We were born in the same month of the same year, by the way :-)
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