I manage to slow down for road signs that warn of speed cameras, for speed cameras painted yellow or grey on the side of the road, for painted white measurements on the tarmac, and for uniform police cars. I need to now do the same when I see an oddly parked white vehicle, usually van-sized, on the side of the road.
Five years ago, in April 2005, I got my first ever speeding ticket. It was the day I came for my interview for here (and the day my lovely dog died, so I remember it well). Less than a month later I had another, and wham, there were 6 points on my driving licence. Four years ago in December, I got my next 3 points and I was looking forward to them expiring in a few short weeks.
Three weeks ago I was driving along and got so engrossed in wondering why a white van ahead was parked so badly, it wasn’t until I was on top of it that I realised it was another mobile speed unit (my 2nd set of points was from a mobile unit – it was parked opposite a famously burned out fixed speed camera …). I was sure I wasn’t going very fast, though … but you guessed it, 2 weeks ago I got my latest speeding ticket. I was so annoyed with myself and quite frustrated that my licence wouldn’t be clean again, but I knew they were offering speed awareness courses in this area and was prepared to push my bottom lip out if I didn’t get offered one too (“Iz it coz I iz a girl?”).
On Saturday the letter arrived offering me a speed awareness course and no more points, so I was able to tidy up all of my toys after all. I still have to pay a fee, but it saves having 3 more points on my licence for the next 4 years, so I’m going for it. Now I just need to train brain to slow down when I see an oddly parked white vehicle on the side of the road ahead.
I’m a bit low at the moment. I have my dental appointment next Monday and I’m not looking forward to it at all. I’ve been dreaming of having the tooth I broke 2 weeks ago pulled and then all of the others loosening and following suit. I’ve dreamed I’ve been grinding my teeth so hard they’ve all crumbled. And I’ve dreamed that my gums have refused to stop bleeding. I am so phobic about (a) going to the dentist and (b) having a tooth out that a friend is on standby should I need an extraction, because if I have to have it out they’re knocking me out first, and if they tell me it has to come out, I fear I may pass out. Hopefully I’ll already be in the dentist’s chair so that shouldn’t hurt too much. I know I shouldn’t worry until I get there, and I’m trying not to. But I can’t help the dreams.
We have autumn leaves all over the place now. At work I think the leaf blower is one of our cutbacks because soggy wet, slippery leaves are piling up all around the steps into the building and I’m not sure what the health & safety rules will be on that if someone slips and falls. At home I swept up all the leaves at the back and the front while they were still dry. I have to sweep them rather than rake them as I don’t have a lawn. I almost filled my green wheelie bin with what I swept up, and every morning there’s another pile waiting for someone to skid on and have an accident.
I’m looking for work. The activity annuals haven’t materialised yet, although the purchase orders have, and the magazine has been delayed until January. I have lots of work I can be getting on with as well, but I believe marketing is an ongoing job if you want ongoing work. At least I have lots of time at the moment for NaNo.