I got a jury summons in the mail a couple weeks ago. It's for this coming week. I called the line this morning and found out that they've already called through 213 for Monday. I'm 251.
Crap.
So now I'm looking at most definitely having to go on Tuesday.. which means I have to leave my girlie with Nonnie for the day for the first time.
Knowing my "luck" I'll end up on a case that lasts for days.
I'm honestly having mini panic attacks about it. And I'm not exaggerating. It's actually making my heart hurt to think of leaving her. Not to say that she isn't going to be in good hands. It's Nonnie, after all.
But she's started pouting her lips up and crying a bit when I leave her. And yeah, I know that just means we need to do this so she can get used to it.
But I don't have to like it.
And it doesn't mean I can't think that it stinks that I'm being forced to do it the first time by the government.
And it does stink.
It's stinks like a steaming pile of monkey poo.
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