To follow my horrible Monday, I look at my bank online and it says I'm 12$ in the hole. WHAT????? After my tow bill and my insurance and my weekend shopping, I should have had 63$ left. That tow bill HURT big time.

So I run to the bank after work to deposit the 14$ in cash I had so I wouldn't get an overdraft fee. No problem. I just need figure out why my bank and my budget sheet disagree so hugely.

I leave the bank and start home when a cop turns onto to road, turning wide into the left most lane. I'm in the right most lane. It's 35 miles an hour. I've not done anything wrong or odd. But then he pulls into my lane and is following me in a way that make me uncomfortable. He isn't in my tail or anything. But it felt weird. There was a restaurant right ahead, so I turned on my turn signal, pulled in, and went into the place. The cop followed me into the parking lot.

I asked if they had any to-go menus so I can take one in to work. I looked back and saw him pulling back out into traffic. But I have NO CLUE why this cop suddenly decided to follow me. I can't think of anything I did wrong. It just creeps me out.

Oh, and I probably need to finish cleaning and and get some of the reorganizing done this afternoon and evening. The fire marshal is going through the buildings on this block and checking the fire alarms, sprinkler systems, and so on.

But I'm totally creeped out and unnerved by that cop.

I did that once. The cop followed me for so long and I was getting so paranoid I decided to pull into someones driveway like I lived there and he could pass on by. He followed me in. It was HIS driveway and he was just following me to get home.

That is kinda funny!

Isn't it strange how cops can make us feel so very very nervous and guilty even when we have done NOTHING wrong. It is a very sad place for the state of the country when average, everyday people have that kind of ambivalence towards law enforcement.

I just keep wondering when the other shoe will drop.

I keep wondering when your going to have a good day!!!

My debit card was eaten by an ATM machine...lovely, now I have to get a new one...and I was so fond of the shade of blue, chances are the one I get will be some horrid shade of gray. Did get the 40 out, and with walking I have to somehow magically make the now 10 last me until I get a new debit card. God really does hate me...

So do I!