The Journey Continues
As the song says: “Back on the road again”. Sigh.
My house sitting arrangement came to an end and the lady of the house for whom I was sitting did not want me as a tenant. I had already stayed at her house a month longer than I was suppose to have, to the tune of $150.00, so I just could not stay there any longer. I made her a promise to be out by the end of September and I was unable to secure a place for myself do to the fact that my disability check just does not carry much in the way of purchase power. The doors just did not open up for me. In an effort to keep my word, I just packed up my car and headed east. In short, I am searching for a place to call home and scared out of my mind that I won’t be able to find anything.
I am staying at the Days Inn tonight in Williamsburg, VA. At the moment I am in the lobby, as I am told the Internet does not work in the rooms.
Things did not start out very well for me once I hit the road, sorry to say. I was on 64 headed east when I became sorta light headed and needed to eat something. I had a sandwich in the passenger seat, but I didn’t want to drive and eat at the same time. Still, I needed fuel because if I don’t eat when I need to I get faint fairly quickly. Such is the nature of Cystic Fibrosis.
I pulled off the highway immediately, and grabbed the ’sammich and ate it. I was getting ready to pull back onto the highway when a state trooper pulled up behind me and wrote me a ticket because I didn’t have mechanical trouble. I told him I had to eat, but he said that was not an emergency and wrote me up. So, now I have to pay $91.00 and take a 3 point on my drivers license.
As if that were not bad enough, as fate would have it my drivers license expired 12 hours ago and I had no idea. He could have written me up for that, but I think he was satisfied with the blood he had already drawn and decided not to bother with that one. Chances are when I go to DMV I will get into trouble, but I honestly had no idea my license was expired. Nor did I have any idea I was breaking the law when I pulled off the road to avoid driving in an impaired state. LOL Wow. Just when you think things can’t get any worse.
The hotel is charging me 51.00 a night. So, tomorrow I have my work cut out for me. To tell you the truth, I don’t feel very hopeful.
If this is God’s way of showing me how much He loves me, I sure wish He would stop loving me so much.