I got pulled over on my way home from the store. I sorta rolled through a stop sign. Oops. And then the cop started giving me a hard time since I had Avery in the car with me. I couldn’t find my proof of insurance or registration b/c people (not myself) let Avery play with my car and wallet. Nothing is where it’s supposed to be…so he took a better approach – told me to stop for stop signs and get the hell out of there. I think I drove 5 MPH below the speed limit the rest of the way home.
Oh and in the backseat Avery is telling the cop that I hit something with my car. NO I DIDN’T!!!! The cop says “Hey sounds like she’s ratting you out back there”. And if she wouldn’t have been asking me Why every time I spoke a sentence, I might have been concentrating a little better on how I was driving. As soon as I pulled into the driveway, I located both items. Phew!
Is it too early for drink? I am still shaking.