Especially now that I have to attend jury duty next week. Ugh. I know that I should be one of those, “it’s my civil duty” and blah-blah-blah, but seriously…no. It ranks right up there with watching golf (For those that share my dismay at the thought of that). Anyway, I can only hope that it is better than the last two times I was called.
The first time I was called for jury duty, I was an alternate. An alternate jury member, meaning that I get to sit through the trial and not get to voice any of your opinions while the other jury members discuss things and ignore little details like “how you didn’t see that that the guy was carrying a 2×4?” Yeah. Fun-fun. I’d like to at least get to input my opinion on such matters if I have to sit through the tiresome back and forth of it all.
The second time, I was in Ohio and they do things a lot differently. I was called to sit in a pool of jurors. This means, that you sit in this room with a bunch of strangers and maybe you get called for jury duty and maybe you don’t. Or, if you are really lucky, you get pulled for a case. You then go to the court room, the judge sits you down, tells you what privilege and duty it is to serve on a jury, and then informs you that the case has been dismissed or settled and that there will be no jury needed. Sounds simple enough. All done and get to go home? Oh, no. Of course not.
In Columbus OH, if you don’t get selected for a case, or in my case the trial is no longer happening, you get to sit in the room until the end of the week or until you get pulled for a trial that actually happens. Yay! I sat there all day for five days. I read a book, started a book, and watched a couple of movies. Not all that horrible. I did get paid for being there and for work so that was good. At the time my job didn’t require you sign over your jury check like a lot of places so I got bonus money. Still…yeah.
Anyway, I will just take it for what it is and dream that I am somewhere else. Like the mountains. I hate the busy-ness of the Tetons but I am missing Wyoming, or really anywhere that is Westbound and not Indiana. The fresh air. The quietness. The peace. The nature of it all. I’ve always had a thing for mountains and with a water view, just makes it all that much better.
I didn’t quite get the water as still as I would have liked and truth be told, I cannot remember if it was sunset or sunrise. I am thinking that these were taken on my way back from Yellowstone so that would be have sunset. Maybe. I guess ultimately it really doesn’t matter. What does matter is that I loved the sun and the mountain reflection in the water. I hope that you do too.
Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.
Live, laugh, love, and let it ride.
~Montana Rose Photography~