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Sorry my ankle monitor won't let me go that far....


           I would absolutely LOVE to spend my summer vacation on the beach, like most Floridians do. Unfortunately, I'm on house arrest. So, that isn't even an option for me. Want to know the worst part? I live on the beach, it is literally my backyard. I am allowed to walk my dog, so I tend to sneak up onto the beach for a few minutes each day. I have not had any alerts, but like I said I only go for a few minutes. When I first started house arrest, I was told I could go anywhere I wanted as long as it was in the county and as long as I recorded it. My officer was on vacation my first week, so I received rules/regulations from her colleagues. FYI: Do not listen to what any other house arrest officer says. It doesn't matter. I was told I could go to the movies, out to eat, shopping, etc. When my officer finally came back to town, I asked if I could participate in those activities. She looked at me as if I had two heads.. I could only go to "necessary" places like doctors appointments, attorney's office, grocery store, AA meetings, and to work. Needless to say I wasn't too fond of this lady. Why couldn't I have gotten one of her colleagues? I would have been able to live a somewhat "normal" life. Butttttttttttttttt that's not the case, so I've got to play with the cards I've been dealt. As I've gotten to know my officer, she is actually pretty cool. She lets me go wherever I need to as long as I have a good reason. I m currently unemployed, so I pick a day out of the week to walk around and look for jobs. It's SO nice to be able to get out and people watch. I've been coming up with the most wonderful excuses to get out! I'll share more bout those as they come to me. Those are the little things I look forward to these days. My officer told me she knows that she doesn't have to worry about me, because I take the punishment very seriously. Just another reminder that I'm not the "average" criminal. I'm going to the office tomorrow to have a check up.... I'll fill you in on that tomorrow. I'm going to enjoy the rest of my day trapped between the four walls of my apartment. At least I have a balcony! My posts have started out a bit boring, but ask me some questions on my blog or email me any questions or topics you'd like to hear about! Have a great Thursday :)
 
Sincerely,
 
Allison
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