You’re driving down the Interstate, rockin’ out to the latest song on the Christian radio station (WayFM here!). Your husband calls you on the phone, and you chat for a bit (hands free of course, *ahem*) then hang up as you step on the gas just a tad, anxious to get home because the kids are screaming in the background.
Please God don’t let them kill each other before I get there, you pray.
You reach down to turn the volume up a bit, trying to forget the situation that awaits you at home. (Your husband informed you during your chat that one child wrote all over your brand new couch with a marker and your other child is sitting in a diaper full of poop and he says he’ll only change it in exchange for you mowing the lawn, and THAT isn’t going to happen…)
Then, you see it. Your heart slams into the wall of your chest at a pace faster than your speedometer reads, and you realize that you haven’t taken a breathe in a full ten seconds, causing your ears to buzz. Your hands clench the steering wheel as your foot moves from the gas to the break pedal.
Then, you glance down at the dashboard to assess the potential damage.
And you breathe. Your heart slows, your fingers relax. Your foot returns to the gas.
You’re only going 71 in a 70.
That policeman you’re about to pass won’t touch you with a ten foot pole, you are SO not worth his time.
Speeding ticket diverted. WOOHOO!
Discussion: Have you ever had a ticket? What for? Come on, spill it! If you’ve had so many that you can only afford Safe Auto insurance… you can tell us that too. We won’t laugh… too hard!