I'm an emotional girl...

I'm an emotional girl
I cain't help myself
Sometimes I laugh, Sometimes I cry
Sometimes I do both and I don't know why.... (Terry Clark)

Sometimes I get pulled over for speeding and I cry my head off in front of a very uncomfortable Peace Officer before heading to school to tell Jr. High students what to do.
If I could have stopped blubbering I certainly would have, but I couldn't. I knew I deserved the ticket, I know better than to speed (but to be honest I thought the speed limit was just a tad higher than it actually was, so I was only going a tad higher than the speed limit in my head, so I wasn't speeding a lot on purpose ~ except it was actually quite a lot because sometimes the world inside my head doesn't match reality...ya know????). Knowing better doesn't seem to stop the tears of remorse, of annoyance, of "what am I going to tell my husband", of embarrassment, of raging pregnancy hormones. Nothing stops tears, until they just stop coming on their own. At least that was my experience this morning.

What I learned from all this is...

• the particular back road short cut I was taking isn't really a short cut because the speed limit is 80KPH.
  
• Crying doesn't get much sympathy with cops (I think it's been done too many times before) though this guy was kind and knocked $50 off my ticket.
  
• I can get to school on time without speeding, if I avoid getting a speeding ticket!
  
• Mistakes happen and then we move on.