so this bugs me....

It happened a couple times while I was traveling and I made note, but three strikes and it's bloggable:

Judd and I were on our Alaskan Ferry up the inland passage and making friends with other voyagers.  We met a couple because they were waiting in line to board with their boat in tow where we were waiting to board with our pop-up truck camper.  Later that morning we re-met them up top so joined their cafeteria table for breakfast. After we exhausted the "where are you from" and "where are you going" pleasantries, other topics came up.  We heard that Dennis, a retired Vet, also retired from his business. He bragged that it's his VA pension which allows him to travel all year round.  His wife, Lexie, is Aleut, and returns to Juneau every summer to visit family and fish.  Dennis says to Judd, "What did you retire from? You look like a doctor." What I do doesn't come up, except Judd mentions, "she's the doctor."  Why does that still surprise people?

And a couple weeks later, in Haines Alaska, Judd chartered a bush pilot to take us over the glaciers in a 6 passenger de Havilland. Pilot Paul is telling us all about the area, the tourism, his experience, his annoying guests. He asks Judd what he does and they go off on a tangent about teaching.  Paul never really gets to what I do/did. 

And then this week, I was slated to go to the Bureau of Motor Vehicles (BMV) to change my Washington license into a Maine drivers' license. It required a stack of paperwork which is usually readily available, given our filing system between two houses and a camper.  
___ birth certificate   - CHECK
___ wedding certificate  - CHECK
___ social security card - CHECK
___ passport - CHECK
___ a bill with my name and current address - WHAT??   -- It turns out I've been letting Judd pay all the utility bills at Sunrise Drive in Maine over the years.  REALLY?  So I get no credit for contributing to that?  Judd had to call up a couple places and get my name on the account so I'd have proper paperwork for the BMV.

It's a difficult transition from being the Chief of stuff to being Judd's eye candy.  I'll work on coping.