Expired licence plate

I got a letter in the mail saying that my licence plate on my car had expired. I typically get a letter from the Ontario government that I need to renew it months before it expires. I got nothing.

The process changed this year. You typically pay an exorbitant amount every two years to renew your licence plate. The Ontario government scrapped it, meaning that you don't need to pay and put a sticker on your licence plate every two years.

The confusion is that you still need to renew your licence plate for free. The government is no longer sending paper reminders, so it explains why I didn't know.

I've renewed online. I have a receipt. I don't know whether I get something official in the mail or if my receipt is proof.

Change is confusing in this case. I have been driving with an expired licence plate for nearly a month without knowing until now.

You can get reminders through e-mail or text, or both. I've signed up for both, just to be safe.

Installing my new licence plate sticker

On Friday, I received my licence plate sticker in the mail. Mine has been expired for a year, but it's considered valid during the pandemic. I finally decided to renew it online.

I didn't do it last year because a colleague of mine had ordered it online in June 2020 and received it in the mail a few months later. I got mine within a week, so things have definitely improved.

On Sunday, I installed the sticker on my car's licence plate. I had to unscrew the protective plastic cover on top of the licence plate, remove the outdated sticker, place the new one on, clean the licence plate, and then screw it and the protective cover back on my car. It was nice, relaxing work for a Sunday.

I'm now waiting for my driver's licence to come in the mail. It will make me feel better to flash a piece of ID that isn't expired, although it is also valid during the pandemic. 

Vacation and pending punishments

My vacation has started. I'm glad that I decided to stay at a different hotel in the same city in which my guy resides. It's nice.

I feel like I am on vacation. The floor lights automatically sense that I am about to enter the bathroom and greet me by lighting up. The TV is ridiculously crisp and large. The shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and soap are luxurious. The couch is all leather. Wow!

My guy has returned from his trip. We had this chat before he left two weeks ago:

"I got my car's licence sticker renewed for another couple of years," I had indicated.
"I know that I did back in March. I don't recall whether I stuck the sticker on my licence plate," he remarked.

Today, we both looked at his car. He has been driving with an outdated sticker for three months.

"If I did that, you would bend me over the car, pull down my shorts and panties, and spank me for forgetting," I noted.
"True," he replied, grinning.
"What should I do to you then?" I asked.
"How about giving me a blowjob?" he replied.

It's funny how our punishments are pleasurable.

Impromptu travel arrangements to be with my guy

It's nice chatting with my guy on Skype. He made it safely to Seattle.

It looks like I may be joining him for the long Thanksgiving weekend that is coming up. I am making travel arrangements

It turns out that my guy has lost is driver's licence, so he is stuck without a rental car while he is away. It's another reason why I should be with him.

He is thrilled that I am looking into flights and such. I'll keep you posted.