Then I came home and showered to turn right around and have a girl's day out with my 13 year-old to join some of the ladies from the torture club At the viewing of the Hannah Montana movie. As soon as I was finished, I called hubby to meet us on post and get that ID card handled.
Soooo, tra la la - get to the front of the line to get on post and the guard takes my ID and scans it. Then he GOES AWAY. There I am - BLOCKING THE LINE and waiting and waiting. He comes back into view filling out paperwork and finally hands it to me but NOT MY ID CARD. "Your ID card is being confiscated because it is expired. Take this form with you to in/out processing to get a new one."
Moral of the story: I should not be working out.