Pulled Over

It's exactly as it sounds. I got pulled over. Ya know, that's one of the worse feelings you can get, I think, you're just driving along minding your own business and the next things you know you see lights flashing in your mirror. Your heart either 1)stops or 2)speeds up. For me, it speeds up beating out of my chest. So, here's what happened. It was last Tuesday evening and Hubby and I were heading up to Eugene for a class we're taking. We were on 126 heading west towards West Eugene when it happened. The lights came one and I instinctively look at my speedometer. Yep going above the limit, but not by much. It was the kind of "going over the limit" that you wouldn't think you'd get pulled over for. But, I couldn't argue that I wasn't going over 55. Of course, I pull over and Hubby is saying something about how I was barely over 55. My heart is racing, I am already feeling horrible as we don't really have the extra money to pay for a ticket (by the way, the class we were heading to is a financial class!), I'm apoligizing and trying to get out all my stuff at the same time. I'm pretty sure I asked Hubbs to get my stuff out of the glove box, as I'm rolling down the window in anticipation. After a few moments the police officer comes up to the passenger side window bends down and immediatley starts apoligizing and saying something about how the license plate renewal sticker looked like an 11 but it's actually a 12...something about the reflection and glare...and we were free to go...sorry...nothing's wrong...on your way now. OH MY GOSH!! I couldn't believe it, well I could. I didn't really think I had done anything worth a ticket. But, still it gets your nerves going that's for sure! So thankful for honest police officers! Also, this is not the first time I've gotten pulled over for nothing... but that's for another day!