58 Days and Counting Down!

Considering that we started at over 500 days 'til Paris, it seems like time has flown. Only 58 more days!



After the week I had last week, I was due for a better week. While it hasn't been the best, it has certainly improved so far. My car is still in the shop - Friday, maybe - and my computer is still down. But I've got a decent spare car, and have been able to borrow a computer.



I woke up on Monday with these grand plans to work downstairs, and ideas aplenty. But life has gotten in the way. I ran a couple errands on Monday and wound up at Headquarters to get a copy of a report I needed for court yesterday. It was perfect timing. Sgt. Morgan was looking for someone to work a part-time on Tuesday and Wednesday. I couldn't commit to Tuesday due to court, but here I sit on Wednesday. So far, I've just had to move my car around the road a bit here and there, blocking lanes for the road construction. Easy money. It may require directing traffic a little later, but that's okay. It's Paris money!



Yesterday, I thought I had court on a guy I locked up about a week and a half ago. Turned out I didn't have to be there. But that was okay too. I had put on my uniform, and when I discovered I didn't need to be there, I did a little follow-up on a case from last week. When I was done, I walked through the squad room to say "Bye!" before going home, and my Lieutenant said, "You working? You are now!" I was supposed to go home at 9 because I had to get up early today. But every time I headed in to get my paperwork printed (my printer is in my car), I was given another call, or we had calls backing up. I clocked out at about a quarter to midnight. More Paris money!



As I pulled back into the parking lot last night, for my second attempt at going home, Jeff stopped me to chat. He even inquired about Cynthia. It was a very civil conversation.



I have Vickie's niece's pocket-ful page ready, and am almost done with Vickie's Big Girl Panties. As soon as I get my car back and have time, I will scan the pocket-ful. I'll see if I can get a decent photo of the BGP's before I mail both to her.



Tomorrow, it's back to my regular shift. Please tell me it's gonna be a better week. If this car doesn't crap out on me, it will be!