Monday

If it wasn't for the fact that my kids had school today, I would have easily pulled the covers over my head and slept until noon... But, alas' no can do!  It has been SOOOOO busy at work though--the day is flying by.  I have only 7 minutes until my work day is over, so I might as well type in a fast entry, hey?

I just got an interesting call.  I always get the interesting calls when the receptionist is here because those are the call she doesn't like to "deal" with.  (Yes she is HERE today--and has been for most of last week--that is another story that I will touch upon later.)  Anyway I get this phone call from a woman, and she tells me:

"I just got home from work, and my drunk husband is telling me that I'm not complying with my probation because I didn't sign up for work release on time."

Gee..  What is wrong with this picture.  Hmm.. 

I looked up this woman's case, and she has court probation which basically means that she doesn't have a probation officer, and she is supervised by the courts, and there really isn't a reason to call this office.  Oh, and by the way, it's for a DUI.  Oh, and her husband is drunk.  Hmm... 

While I'm looking up this lady's information, I can hear "the husband" yelling at her all the while. 

"I was told I had until May 1st to sign up for work release.  Tomorrow is the 1st, right?"

"Yes, it is.  Come down tomorrow and sign up."

"I'm not in no trouble, am I?"

(Husband is screaming again in the background..)

"No, you aren't."  At this point what I really want to ask her if her hubby is threatening her or something.  Reading her terms I notice that she isn't allowed to drive unless it's to work or to a program.  Another real question is going on in my mind:  "Is your drunk husband driving any time soon?" 

It's a scary world.  Be careful and be mindful who is driving next to you. 

By the way, in more scary, senseless news, the woman county worker involved in the love triangle shooting died Saturday.  The husband shot her while she was trying to escape the work place in her car. 

Saturday was a little disappointing.  There I was thinking that Saturday was the day I would get the passports processed!  I was wrong.  We went to the post office, and we were greeted with about 200 other people piled in a room of chairs also trying to process passports...  It was worse than any DMV office I had ever been too.  It reminded me of when years ago when I and the EX had to wait in line at 6am to get his green card papers.  SIGH.  I come from a small town, and I just forget I live in such a large one now.  I think we will have to get it done here in the small town where I work instead.  Oh well.  They take 6 weeks (passports) to process, and I'm leaving in August.  I went and bought luggage Saturday--if I wasn't able to get the passports done, I had to get SOMETHING done. 

My mom has more shopping to do.  Eeek.