In other news, I received the final piece in my commission to become a Florida notary public this past Thursday; my commission stamp finally arrived in the mail!
As you might imagine, I am excited to begin to work as a notary public, as it’s another great addition to my skill-set.
But while I was out with my kid at the grocery store yesterday (Friday), I experienced a strange coincidence.
This guy had walked up to us, asking for money. He claimed to be homeless, and he launched into a story about how he needed $17 for food, and $50 for – I kid you not – notary public fees.
He then admitted that he’d already gotten $4 of the amount that he needed by pulling the four one dollar bills from his wallet as if to show us proof of his honesty.
Now, since I have recently become a notary public – my commission is marked as beginning on 3rd February 2021 as a matter of fact! – I thought that $50 sounded like a huge amount for notary fees.
Because, according to the state of Florida, “a notary may charge up to $10 in notary fees for any notarial act… If you charge a higher fee than prescribed by law, the Governor may suspend your commission.”
So I was wondering what in the world this guy needed notarized that required *five* notarial acts to be performed to be considered legal.
I mean, barring the solemnization of a marriage, or signing for a mortgage on a house (which can require, on average, two stamped notarizations) I cannot fathom why he’d need $50 just for notary fees.
It definitely struck me as the oddest part of his story – his insistence on needing money for notary fees!
So, between us, my son and I gave him a grand total of $13, for which this man was grateful – but for some reason, it did not occur to me to offer him my newly minted notary services.
But it amuses me to think now that I could have!
What a weird little coincidence, I could have said to him, I just became a notary public as of last week…!
On this Veterans’ Day, I like to thank all of the veterans that made my life of peace and safety possible
“I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.” ― Frida Kahlo
Today while I was in-between walking my dogs (i.e, I’d finished walking one but I hadn’t begun walking the other), I walked out to notice that an eastern indigo snake decided to sun itself *in* my rosebush.
Standing on my front step, I saw that it was entwined in the rosebush just outside my front door.
It seemed to take a few moments before it noticed my dog and I, whereupon it slithered out from the rose-bush and onto the concrete step at my feet before slithering quickly into my periwinkle bushes.
Measuring about 4 feet long (!), it was a stunningly rich medium blue color.
I only wish that I had been able to get a photo of it while it was in the rose-bush; it made me think of an amazing tattoo.
(It would have looked even cooler if roses had been blooming on the bush.)