Truth

Ok, so I've kinda been freaking out lately because a month or so ago I got pulled over by a lovely motorcycle officer. What was my crime? I was going 71 in a 60, that's right I was on a freeway and I was going with the flow of traffic. However, I was the only person in the left lane, when this officer stepped out into the my lane to flag me down so I'd pull over. Ok, fine, I don't think I was speeding, I actually didn't think I was even going 70 because I had a feeling there would be a cop out that morning and that I should slow down so I wouldn't get a ticket. Guess that didn't work too well. This officer walks over to my car and had already started writing my ticket! He informed me that I was pulled over for speeding, yadda yadda yadda. Ok, if you know me, I have friends who make fun of me because I don't speed. So getting a speeding ticket SUCKS. The officer was kind of rude to me, and I was super polite to him. I don't do the crying to get out of tickets thing...I'm usually too freaked out to think about anything else.

Anyhow, the ticket said to sign the back and check off no contest or whatever admitting guilt to the offense and how you would like to take care of it. So, I checked off that I was guilty and that I would like probation. Mailed it in within my 11 day grace period. Well, I guess its technically been over a month since I mailed that sucker in and I had not heard a single thing from then and they are supposed to mail paperwork to me so I know how much I owe and what the terms of my probation are. Well, I have been having mini panic attacks worrying that they didn't get my ticket and that I am going to have a warrant out for my arrest and such. Last night I even had a tsunami dream. I only have water/wave/tsunami dreams when I'm FREAKING OUT about something in my life and I'm feeling overwhelmed.

So...I call the court today and I am on hold for 20 or so minutes when I nice lady gets on the phone. I explain everything and give her my information and she varifies my address and lest me know that they are working on my paperwork and they have not sent me anything yet. *whew!* Seriously, I have not felt that relieved in a long time. So, no jail time coming for Deb, and hopefully my probation won't be too bad either...