The most American thing yet: a visit to the DMV
Today I went to the DMV.
I know about the DMV, of course, by osmosis from popular culture. It was not as bad as I have been led to believe.
Firstly, there wasn't much of a wait (probably because we were there at 10am on a Monday). Secondly, they were really helpful! They looked through what I had, let me tag onto P's appointment, and now I have a RealID. Which I can hopefully use to open a bank account.
I have applied to two jobs. We'll see. I'm not really holding out hope for either of them (both were a stretch).