Oh, Give. Me. A. Break!

“The Court summons you to be on call for jury duty for the month …”

WHAT?!? Not again! On call for an entire month?!? This notice did not come from the county court house a half-hour away, mind you. Rather, it is from the state’s District Court which is located in a city an hour-and-a-half away from my home. I would be required to be at the court house first thing in the morning, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. Are they kidding me?

There’s got to be a better way. They must be able to find someone else. Unemployment is running rampant. How about someone who’s out of work and might enjoy having something to do and someplace to be for a few days? I have more work than I can get done, as it is. In order to be back in my own kitchen by 7:00 a.m. for coffee still in barn clothes, I have to get up at 5:30 a.m. to start my day. What time would I have to rise to be able to be done with chores, showered, groomed and dressed, drive there, get parked and in that place on time? I shudder to think of it. And what time would I get back for evening chores after a day in court? Will there be enough time to sleep by the time I get done, cook and have something to eat before going to bed?

And in April, no less. April is just about the worst time possible for me to have to report for jury duty. There is just too much that needs to happen here in April. Spring Holy Days, the grandkids’ visit during Spring Break, planting season – to name a few. Ugh.

And that’s not to mention that I’m self-employed and there is nobody to take over if I’m away. For crying out loud, FIND SOMEONE ELSE … PLEASE!

Come to think of it, I wonder if I get called for jury duty more often than most people? This is the second time I’ve been called to District Court, and I’ve been hit up for the county civil court several times. It must be “the aura,” as Kelly calls it. I call do-over. (Isn’t that how we solved problems of unfairness when we were kids?)