Thursday, November 23, 2006

Happy fucking Thanksgiving

When I got to Mom and Dad's house yesterday, I was a mess. Work was such a wreck on Wednesday. After an hour drive in rush-hour traffic to top it off, I was drowning in my anxiety.

It took me all night to calm down. I was edgy and exhausted. The last thing I felt like doing was playing the role of the good daughter, baking over a dozen pies with my mom while my sister hang out with her friends. I wanted trashy reality television. To take a hot shower and go to sleep. I wanted to cry.

But I didn't. I wouldn't acknowledge it. I made the pies, teeth clenched, afraid that I would snap at any minute.

I felt a little better this morning.

And progressively better through the day.

After a lovely Thanksgiving at my aunt's house, I left for my apartment with just enough time to catch the beginning of Grey's Anatomy.

I had to choose between two northbound roads. Although I always, always take the second of the two, tonight I picked the first.

And got a ticket.

I should've known better. It's a speed trap. It drops from 50 MPH to 35 MPH in a one mile stretch. I'd just gotten into the 35 MPH zone when I was pulled over.

I'm so stupid.

And now I'm back where I was last night. Anxious and pissy and on the verge of completely losing control.

All over a stupid speeding ticket.

I need to be medicated.

3 comments:

M said...

Oh no! What crap. Never take that road again.

Plus. How sad was Grey's? I was so upset.

Plantation said...

Well, I must say, I've never been told Happy Thanksgiving quite like that. Leave it to you :-)

Anonymous said...

Do people flash lights at you when there are cops waiting to catch speeders? I HATE speeding tickets. It always warms my heart when people warn me of them. :)

 
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