I shall be out of pocket today because I have Jury Duty. It’s my first ever that I couldn’t get out of. You see, used to I could claim having small children as an excuse, but not anymore. And I’m not thrilled about it, I assure you. I told someone they could borrow my cranky pants yesterday, but I would need them back today. I’m hoping I’m not in too much of a cranky mood though.

I don’t mind doing my civic duty, but I really dislike being with a huge crowd of people and not know what to expect. I’m nervous and I don’t want to be picked. At all. I know I should be proud to serve, but I think most of my problem is just fear of the unknown.

I really don’t think I would make a good juror. I am one of those people who can see both sides. I hear someone give their point of view and think, “Yeah, that’s right.” And then I can hear someone else’s story and think, “Oh yeah, that’s right too!” I can have opinions about certain things, but alot of times I just don’t know what to think! Isn’t that terrible?

I was told to take a book with me, so I am taking James Scott Bell’s book, Revision and Self-Editing. I am taking my highlight too.