Whoops! Yes, I meant 2014.

I got my driving record in the mail yesterday!!! I was so happy when I saw the envelope!!!
They only sent me one copy, but that was easily resolved with a phone call. They're sending the second one right out.

I'm still happy, but someone is seriously raining on my parade…

My husband and I got in a fight last night. He made it clear that he's not happy at the prospect of me driving again. He said he doesn't know what I "think" I'll be doing when he's at work and doesn't like the idea of me going out without him, "not because of (me), but because of other people." It's all about control and I think that he wants to punish me for our prior separation. When I told him I served my time and can't continue to live like this, he said I deserve to. Apparently he thinks the court let me off easy: 9 months, but they would have suspended 6 months of it if I completed the program in 3. I haven't driven in about 15 months, and tomorrow I will be 9 months sober. In case you don't remember, he is a severe alcoholic.

He also said he's tired of taking me "everywhere" (I can understand his past frustration but it's only been trips to CVS in many, many months) and he isn't happy about having to take me to the DMV, which is an absurd argument since when I get my license back, he's off the hook because I can drive myself everywhere. I told him if it's such a ****ing issue we'll just have to cough up the $100+ so I can take a cab.
He became conciliatory and said he would speak to his boss today and ask for next Monday or Tuesday off, but if he doesn't do that today I'm going to hit the ****ing roof… I can get in a cab tomorrow and take care of this myself. It might **** him off, but it won't inconvenience him.

I have been through a lot so far trying to get my license back, and getting my driving record yesterday was a pretty big deal because it means I'm finally ready to start the DMV process, and he pretty much ruined that for me. Problems in our relationship resurfaced during that argument that need to be dealt with, that he can't/won't deal with, and I'm sure they are going to become an issue when I do start driving again… something to look forward to. Somehow I'm feeling less celebratory.

I'm not in the mood to go to the club today. Maybe I'll go tomorrow.
I wonder if he's concerned I might hook up with some guy there? If he visited, he would no longer be concerned, but I doubt he'd go. He would be very uncomfortable if he went anyway.