STILL waiting

So I waited until 11:00 this morning before I called the courthouse and tried to get some information on whether or not I'm excused from jury duty.  The woman said the judge has not even been in to check his mailbox.  The letter is sitting there in his mail box, but he hasn't even taken the liberty of checking it!  She gave me the number to his office.  I called and left a voicemail with his secretary because, shockingly, no one answered.  I informed them that I'd written the letter to be excused, as I was told to do, and have no received a response.  I was needing to know one way or the other before...oh I don't know. TOMORROW!!!  I'm going to call back in about 30 minutes and leave another voicemail.  I don't want to have to go in tomorrow, when I could have actually been excused, had they had the decency to follow protocol.  I'm fuming.  I've been sitting here all morning anxious because I don't know what's going to happen!  If I do have to go, then I'm going to have a lot of work to do getting my kids ready to go to my friend's house.  My friend, who is on an antibiotic as of yesterday because she has a bad sore throat, is graciously going to keep them.  I just hate that she has to do it.  I have such a fight or flight response going on in my body right now.  I feel jittery and shaky.  I just wish they'd tell me already!

OK, so since that's the only thing that's consuming my mind right now, that's all I will say right now.

Oh wait.  Last night on my way back from the VBS meeting I left at the same time as a friend of mine.  She lives in the neighborhood just after ours.  She went one way, I went another.  She got to the stoplight JUST before I did, and her light was green.  I was waiting to go, knowing she was about 4 cars ahead of me.  I get down the road a little bit and noticed she made quite a long stop at the stop sign.  After she pulled out, the next car went almost immediately, and flipped on their lights.  She must have been speeding going down that road (SO easy to do because it's a straight, easy stretch and it's only 30 mph there).  I felt so badly for her because she was in a hurry to get home to make sure her kids were asleep, and to see her husband she'd only seen for a few minutes that day.  I know this because we'd discussed wanting to get home to do those exact things moments before we left.  I really hope she only got a warning.  I hate that she was pulled over, but I'm so thankful that I wasn't.  The end.