Showing posts with label bad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad. Show all posts

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Two Steps Forward, Three Steps Back

I spent the day with my friend, Jessica and her two wonderful kids. We didn't do anything special, but that is never necessary. We like hanging out. We did it a lot before the kids came along and we've done it a lot since they were born. Any day spent with them is always a good day to me.

BUT.....when I got home this evening and checked my mailbox, there was BAD, I mean BAD news.

Sometimes I'm my own worst enemy.......not because of any weird neuroses I have from things in my childhood that scarred me, but just because I don't use my head sometimes. It's maddening!!!

So, here's what happened. A month ago I made and illegal lane change and was pulled over. That's when, to my surprise, it was revealed to me that my license was suspended. Before you think I'm horrible, you can read about it here.

Needless to say, I was supposed to go to court on September 4th for the illegal lane change and the totally unwarranted-not-my-fault suspended license. Guess what?!?

I forgot.

When I opened my mail, there was a letter informing me that a warrant has been placed for my arrest (this is NOT a bench warrant). To clear the warrant, I have to pay $856.00.

What is my problem?!? I don't know if I would have had to pay that much had I remembered to show up on the 4th but it makes me even more angry at myself for not having shown up because I work across the street from the court house!

It's a good thing I don't have children......I can't even take care of myself.

The letter states I'm allowed to go before an arraignment court and ask for more time to pay [I have 15 days before they suspend my license (again, and this time with just cause)]. I'm just worried if they won't make an arrangement I'll have to go to jail from the arraignment court. Again, what is my problem?!?

Guess I'd better start organizing my possessions for a big-ass, money-raising, keep-Heather-out-of-jail, garage sale.

I suck and I want to cry because it's no one's fault but my own. Grown-up, schmown-up!