| So, finally got my exam out the way. I revised full on all day Monday day and night, barely slept and couldn't wait to the moment I sat down to start the whole thing. I was fortunate in that although the exam was surprisingly packed (its Summer school), everyone was the quietest I've ever heard - no sniffers or coughers, yay! I drove myself back to pick up Moons for her swimming lesson and got a rush of pride when my little four year old daughter confidently put her head under water as she was bring pulled along by the instructor. One of the other girls in her swimming class was terrified and started crying. Boy, did her Mum blast her! She was so angry at her, it took everything I had not to speak up for the little girl. Imagine being an adult, unable to swim, being told to stand on a platform in deep water and put your head under water. Christ, talk about out of comfort zone. Her yelling did not nothing to install courage into the little girl, who I suspect may never get into a pool again. Moons on the other hand tentatively followed instructions, with me clapping proudly on the sidelines. My girl sure is growing up. We then and picked up Steve and finally by the time I got back I was beside myself with exhaustion. No rest though, time to prepare for the following day's court activities. We arrived at 10am, didn't leave until 4pm! And we couldn't leave, we had to wait IN the court room, listening to everyone else's cases while we waited for my case to be heard. My head was pounding under the glare of the bright court lights and my confidence was slowly draining. When the cop arrived, he looked older than I'm remembered. He swanned up to this blonde woman and opposed to flirting, started schmoozing all over her. His arrogance sickened me. Anyway, he swore on the bible and promptly lied in answer to my cross examination. I was so shocked, I just gasped, 'he lied!' as I pointed feebly across the room. I knew I was going to lose. I started to get flustered and the cop made a real show of rolling his eyes at me and looking bored. I realised that he was nothing more than an egomaniac bully and I would definitely lose, he's a lying cop! I was given the option to give my testimony under oath as well, or just stand before the court. I didn't hesitate, I was going under oath. I gave my version of events and I looked direstly at the cop, he looked smug. I felt pathetic. I felt really tired and like a complete fool. The judges deliberated for ages. Finally I was called back in. I'd lost my case. The judge was almost apologetic about it and explained that essentially it came to the word of a uniformed police officer, vs, a soccermom in a big 4x4. There is no conviction, not even any points on my license, just a fine. I don't care about the fine, I just care about the principle. Although the charge is so minor, the fact that this cop was able to get away with lying about something so trivial really upset me. I held my head high until I was able to leave the room, and then I cried. All the way home, and periodically throughout the evening. It doesn't help that Steve's been called into an 'important' meeting tomorrow. His company merged with an international company and his job has been a little shaky. We've been prepared for this, but still, the feeling that this office in NZ has arranged to meet Steve in person is a concern. We thought that Wednesday evening would be the time to relax until the next stresses of this long, ongoing month. Instead tomorrow evening will mark, possibly, another defeat. I feel so drained, but I know that my problems are so trivial compared with that of what's currently going on across the ditch in Aussie. The situation is just heart wrenching and I just can't move past the fact that someone did this intentionally. Well, that and that the houses are being looted. What the hell is going on out there? I'm in my pajamas for the evening, enough said. |