Some people just can't get enough paperwork. Perhaps they just hate trees or something. I don't know.
I mean, I'm not much for trees, but I still don't care for lots of paperwork.
Just today, I had to go get an I-want-to-put-a-fence-in-my-yard license. The line in the wasting your time department was kind of short, but it still took a couple of hours.
When I got to the booth, I had to prove the land was mine (I brought along my title), that I wasn't going to hurt any plants (she was shocked when I told her I had green concrete), and that it was going to piss off my neighbors (I was confident the Smith's wouldn't like it, but I wasn't sure about a few others).
Half a dozen forms, a photograph and 2 and a half dollars later, I had an I-want-to-put-a-fence-in-my-yard license.
Its kind of nice, green, with a nice white border. It even has donor information on the back.
I now feel confident that I can build a fence. Well, kind of. But at least I have a license to try. Which is more than some people can say.
I'm thinking of having a fence building party for it all. I'll even get the jacuzzi done.
Now all I need is some wood and some burgers.