I had to return the license plate for Rockford’s old car today, and I initially went to the wrong place (the DMV rather than the license plate office). One of the employees saw me standing there with the plate and a restless toddler, and she told me I had the wrong place before I waited to get to the front of the endless line! Hooray for that lady!

Then it turned out that the license plate office was only two stoplights away, in the direction of home! Hooray for proximity!

And when I got to the office, there was only one other person in line! Hot dog!

I also needed a replacement registration card for the van, because the original has disappeared. I asked what I needed to do to get said replacement, and the lady said, “I can print that for you right now!” And then? She didn’t charge me a dime for it.

I think today must be Great Customer Service Day in the state government world.

As if that dreamy experience wasn’t enough, here are a couple other lovely things about today: