I sure hope everyone's Valentines day went better than mine did.
I got up & sent the oldest off to school, just like every other day. The exception is that she got mad when I told her for the sixth time to get dressed,put on her shoes & eat her breakfast. She can't got to school in her jammies now can she.
Her response, screaming, yelling & in the end saying that she didn't love me. GASP! This is the first time I've heard this come from her mouth...& on Valentine's Day to boot only added to the injury. She got over it, told me sorry, gave me a hug & said she did in fact love me afterall before she left on the bus. WHEW!
I was driving about 60 miles away from my house to pick up my sick brother. He is in a midevil society & was at "war". While at war he came down with the nastiest of colds & asked me to come get him. I did so & on the way received a $75 Valentine for speeding. I was going 13 MP H over the speed limit...damm V6 engine on the open country road. It just got away from me for a minute or two. I realized I was speeding & began to slow down...only it was too late. There were a string of 5 cars heading toward me & in the middle of them was a cop. Since I acknowledged him pulling me over, didn't lie about speeding AND was slowing down when he clocked me...he gave me a ticket that is $75 instead of $200. It also goes in as a waste of finite resources instead of a moving violation, therefore I won't get any points on my liscense & our insurance rates won't increase.
I told my husband & he got 10 kinds of pissed off at me. This is the first ticket I've gotten in almost 20 years. I've only been with him for 7 years. My driving reconrd is clean & way. I wasn't hit by anyone & I didn't hit anyone or anything. WHAT is the big problem? The problem is that money is tight right now. I spent Valentine's Day in the dog house, upset beyond belief & my husband & I not speaking to each other.
He did give me a box of chocolates & a ped egg in the morning before he left for work yesterday.
Hopefully, today will be a much better day.
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