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Update
(cribbed from today's journal)
I've had about 4 hours sleep and I'm off to the Hotel California.
That's the nick-name of the Cook County Jail --it's on California street. One of the lines from the song goes *You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave.*
Pretty appropriate.
I'm taking #1 son to retrieve his belongings that were confiscated upon his arrest for driving on a suspended license, almost two weeks ago.
Currently, he's staying with us under house arrest--that's been a delight. To go from him almost never being here to always being here--well I took it on, so I'm dealing with it. (Miss my privacy!!!)
He's become our housekeeper and I'm teaching him a bit about cooking (I only know a bit.) Hopefully, he'll get something out of it. I give him a list of things to accomplish every day. He does 'em all and then usually does a few more on his own--a good sign yes, but hasn't been long enough to know if anything's *taken.*
It's forecasted to be 94 & humid today. Fine day to hit the city streets.
Actually, I'm thinking I might take a drive down LSD (Lake Shore Drive) along Lake Michigan, whist the boy deals with the red tape at at the jail.
Later today: Attempting to get his/our car out of impoundment.
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