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the verdict is in

the american judicial process is not only interesting, but heavy and frightening. i have been in a courtroom maybe five times in my life, and i was terrified every single time. oh, nothing ever criminal... once i got a speeding ticket, twice for child custody and once because the LFH dropped me from his medical insurance before we were divorced, and twice for moving violations. (no registration, this time no insurance.) no matter how innocuous the charge seems, when you walk into that courtroom hundreds of years worth of laws and verdicts land on your shoulders like a granite cloak.

it is a strange and unfamiliar world to me, i know enough to know it's not judge judy up there, nonetheless i lost a lot of sleep last night thinking about what i was going to face and what the hell i was going to do about it. i didnt have a lawyer, sheesh, if i could afford a lawyer i would have paid for insurance.

as the names were called and people filed up to answer to stepping over the limit of the law, i started to relax a little. the judge was not only smart, but she was compassionate too and i didnt expect that. i had visions of judge joe brown screaming in my face about what do you mean you're unemployed? what do you mean you paid rent instead of car insurance??? what do you mean you arent familiar with the paperwork of a vehicle? i thought i was going to lose my license, go to jail... be fined $500 payable right now. i was all worked up.

it was worse and better than i thought it would be. guess im not the only poor wretch out there, there were quite a few no registrations and no insurance. the fine is $1000... but they probate it over 2 years and they give you a month to pay the first installment, IF you have proof you have insurance and registration that is current.

so i get up there, and the judge patiently explains to me the charges and asked me how i pleaded. i explained i am unemployed and could not afford insurance so i sold the car. she looked so sympathetic i could feel the tears threatening to rise, and she gave me until april 4 to come up with a car registered to me with insurance. otherwise, i'm going to be stuck with a fine of $500 payable in full. (both scenarios at this point are about as likely as me waking up with a gold-plated ass.)

i understood she did the best she could within the confines of the law. but sometimes it seems you just cant catch a break, even when you are truthful and admit your sins.

anyway, i will sleep better tonight. i didnt go to jail and i didnt lose my license. i would never make a good criminal...

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its grey and windy today, quite the change from the beautiful day we had yesterday. it was so nice out i had opened the windows and cleaned house, cleaned out the car that has been sold, and went for a nice long walk. today i feel like getting back into my pajamas and crawling into bed, to hide my law-breaking self from the world and ruminate about the criminal life i lead. *snortlin* im such a wild woman.

what i need to do is work more on tuffy's quilt, and send some more pieces out and about. i sent "Inquiring Minds" to SLQ, and usually i hear from them the very next day, but i havent this time. maybe that's a good sign. i could use a good sign.





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