Jeff and I went to the DMV at our appointed time on October 1 and were both seen by a State Trooper examiner almost immediately - woohoo for making appointments!
My examiner and I had an almost instant rapport. She was an Arizona native who moved to Alabama 14 years ago, and of course I'm an expat from the DC area, so we bonded over the absurdity that is Alabama. She reviewed my documents - birth certificate, social security card, Virginia driver's license, Costco card (seriously, can't make this stuff up) - and declared I was, indeed, who I said I was. I told her that even though I had been gone from Alabama for over 20 years, I still remembered my old license number - was it still available? She checked, and it was; ah, the bitter-sweetness of having a photographic memory - can't forget anything damnit. Then she gave me the eye test. Oops. Not a good idea since I couldn't see the eye chart. I was all like, "I, um, think that's a 3? No? 8?" and she was all like, "No. Try again." Crap. I was thinkin that maybe this was all going downhill rapidly so I blurted out, "I swear to you I have an eye exam later this afternoon and will be getting new glasses!" to which she replied, "Well, I'll issue you your license, but you CANNOT drive until you get your eyes examined." I promised her I wouldn't drive and would absolutely get my eyes examined.
And so I did. I went to an optometrist that afternoon, picked out my new totally fabulous glasses, had the eye exam, and heard these words: "Ms. Murphy, you have cataracts in both eyes, but your left eye is especially worse. Your vision is almost totally obstructed, and I can't issue you a prescription for glasses until you have cataract surgery." Well, hell. No wonder I can't see. He went on to recommend an ophthalmologist who had "great success" in performing cataract surgery, and Jeff made me the appointment right then (it won't be until the end of October, because apparently every single professional in this area wants you to mull over your sins for a month before they see you).
Meanwhile, should I choose to go vote, I have a valid Alabama driver's license. Can't drive but I can vote thank-you-very-much. And voting by people like me is what Alabama politicians most dread; after all, the Legislature just closed multiple driver's license offices across the state with more closings due in January (unless something changes, by January the only DMV offices left will be in 4 cities: Mobile, Montgomery, Birmingham and Huntsville; this means anyone living outside these cities - and there are many such people - are pretty much screwed as far as "easily" obtaining a driver's license or State-required ID for voting). So watch out Alabama: there are more and more progressives livin in this state, and we vote. The times they are a'changin!