I have to go to traffic court tomorrow… to fight a silly ticket. Long story short: Re-registered my car at the DMV. Got pulled over a week later, cop said my car was un-registered… showed him my new registration card… OH WAIT! It wasn’t the registration for my car! The stupid person at the DMV typed in my plate numbers wrong and I updated and paid for someone else’s. Cop gave me a ticket and told me if I went to court, he would wave it. I went to court, they told me I had to pay it. So then I had to wait over an hour to pay it so I just left. Stupid, I know. Anyway, I have to go back tomorrow and do it all over again. If I had known all this, I would have just paid the ticket and wrote a nasty letter that would have just been ignored but would make me feel better anyway to the DMV.
That story wasn’t so short. Sorry, I’m bad at keeping things short.
So after today, I am so syked to sit and wait tomorrow! ALONE! Last time I wasn’t too happy. I thought it was going to be in and out, so I didn’t leave any bottles for Jack. For some silly reason I thought traffic court was, you walk in, say ‘Hi, I have a 2pm appointment?’ and a nice lady would direct you to a room, where the cop would be waiting with a smile, wave the ticket, and I’d be out 20 minutes later. Yeah, its not. They cattle you from one room to the next treating you like trash (to be fair, most of the people in line around me were drunk drivers, boasting about how smashed they were when they got pulled over.. so I can kinda understand).
Tomorrow, WOO! I know what I am in for, and I have a book (Bloodsucking Feinds: A Love Story by Christopher Moore) , I bought Jack a bottle of formula (sorry baby, mommy hates pumping) and I am just looking forward to time alone (sorry leeners).
Today was an annoying day. Katherine spilled water on the cable box and fried it out, no more TV. So I had nothing to distract her with to get stuff done. Granted, it was in the low 70s out, we went for a long walk in the morning, another walk in the afternoon and out for ice cream, spent a good period of time sitting on our porch drinking wine/apple juice.. but when you are running on no sleep its hard to keep the fun going. After dinner is bath time, but today was weird, b/c the bay (our house is on stilts, over water) was getting pretty high, and I wasn’t sure if it was going to spill over and flood the street or not. I ended up waisting alot of time trying to decide if I should strap both of them into their car seats and move the car two blocks up, or just wait, in case it didn’t flood… but I was running too close to bed time and the animals where getting nuts. Finally I just decided to give them their bath, and wouldn’t you know it, by the time I got Jack out, it was starting to flood. At least I cut his bath short, he was too pissy, and he and Kath were fighting over a stupid duck that neither of them actually wanted, they just didn’t want the other to have it.
I had to hurry and nurse him, then put him to bed. Got a crying Katherine out, promised her when I got back she could go back in (she likes to swim around for a while). I wrapped her up in a towel on the living room floor and put a Bob the Builder DVD on and ran out to move the car. By the time I got back, she was sleeping. She is actually still there now, I just don’t have the energy to get her up, dressed, and put her back to sleep.
So looking forward to traffic court tomorrow. I just went back and re-read this and was debating wiether or not to hit the ‘publish’ button b/c it makes me sound like such a loser. Then I remembered that the only two people who read this already know I’m a loser.