My day in court

Yes, I went to traffic court today. This was the first time that I've ever fought a ticket I've gotten. I figured the worst that could happen is that I'd have to pay the freaking outrageous fine anyways.

First off, MiniZiggy didn't grace the world with his presence until 10AM. what time did I have to be in court? 11. Yea, so once I get there(which was an odessey all it's own), and walk 2 blocks from the nearest parking space, the lady at the metal detector tells me that I have to walk all the way back to the car and leave my cell phone there, since it's a camera phone. Can't have them in the court building....weird. Anyways, I finally get into the courtroom, sans ticket, and MiniZiggy decides it's time for him to have breakfast(good Mommy, I had already mixed up his cereal and brought it with me - and then walked out the door without the water for his bottles - hey, I'm not a miracle worker, ok). So he cries and cries to be fed. The baliff was nice enough to let me sit outside the courtroom and wait until my case was called. The judge decided that I'd be next, on account of the baby crying. So I get MiniZiggy fed, and back into the courtroom we go. The whole time I'm in front of the judge, MiniZiggy crys. And I don't mean whine, slight cry, I mean the kind that says, "I'm not happy and the world will know it until I get what I want! Or I'm calling Grandma!!!!'......so here I am in front of the judge with a screaming baby on my hip. How redneck did that look?!?!?!Yea.......so much for the self image, right? Well, I was raised in Georgia, so I guess it fits. Long story short, the judge reduces the miles I was going over the limit by 4. I am guessing that this changed what bracket for payment I was in. Oh well, $102.00 later, and I have 102 more airline miles.

So I am still procrastinating as far as packing goes. I have bought stuff to go with me, but haven't packed a thing. Washed desert uniforms and towels and sheets, but not packed a bit. I REALLY need to get a move on with this.....I guess part of me hopes that if I put it off, I won't have to go. But, I know I have to, no matter how much I don't really want to. Hey, atleast it's tax free pay, right?