Generally, my first inclination when I'm freaking out about something is to call my husband and make him talk me off the ledge. But he wouldn't answer the phone this morning when I discovered - purely through an act of God - that I was 30 minutes late for a court appearance for a speeding ticket I got 17 days ago. The Court is a good 30 minutes away with no traffic.
Therefore, I was forced to stop crying (y'all it's an every day thing at this point), put on my big girl pants, and figure it all out on my own.
According to the two attorneys who sit across the hall from me, I'm currently in contempt of court for failure to appear. Sweet.
I'm now very much looking forward to being yelled at by a Judge in three hours. By that I mean, being yelled at is better than God not intervening and me realizing I missed this court date tomorrow and having a warrant out for my arrest. (silver lining)
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