Leaving Visit Vlog – Issues in the Prison Visiting Hall
My first visit of the weekend was a bit of a trying one. As I’ve told you a zillion times in the past, I don’t function properly when I’m not sleeping well. Admittedly, that is most likely the understatement of the century. Sleep deprivation makes me morph into a total Queen B. That sleep deprived, visit morning started off in a sour mood. It was further soured by a woman who was screaming at her kids and hitting them for no reason, during the seemingly longest check in process I’ve had to endure.
How sour was my mood at that point? Biting into a lemon like an apple, sour!
This was one of the few times I can recall absolutely no desire to help any visitors who could have used some assistance. I kept to myself, sour-puss in tact. At one point, I blinked away tears as I tried to push thoughts of “This is my life…FOREVER,” out of my head.
Once again, I was the visitor picked at random for drug testing. You’d think that would throw my bad mood further into overdrive but the 5 minutes I was dealing with the cop (or he was dealing with me, I guess) was a welcome escape from the insanity of the other visitors that day.
I was tired, cranky and seemed to have misplaced my usual “spunk” on my date with Adam. “Negative Nelly” was only enhanced further when I experienced a “casualty” at the vending machine. Of course, I’m being overly dramatic; click the video below for the full story on my visiting room injury and the rest of the day’s events. Some days are like that, you just have to learn to roll with them. I’m grateful each and every day that Mr. Clausen has the patience of a patron saint. Here is to turning sour lemons into sweet lemonade….xo, Ro
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Haha, I loved reading this…sometimes we try to be so strong and positive that we almost punish ourselves further when we are in a bad mood…but I have learned that it is okay to have “sour puss” days sometimes…we are human and I love that we all have real and raw emotions. My man is in Kentucky in a state prison. He does not get out until 2028. Fortunately processing at his prison is a breeze…seeing as though he is literally in the mountains of KY, there are usually not a ton of visitors when I go. They are pretty lax on the dress code which is nice, too. However, once I am past processing, it is like the backwoods mountain people come out in full force, lol. We have contact visits but we are not allowed to sit beside one another. The visiting room is set up with two sides and the CO desk is in the middle of the two rooms acting as a barrier of sorts. We have small tables that could easily double as a puzzle or a coloring table for my 6 year old daughter they are so small. There are 4 chairs around each table and I have to sit directly across from him the entire visit. I try not to complain much (there I go again….strong lady I am, lol) but visits do get tiring and mundane sometimes and the actions of other visitors can be quite annoying sometimes such as mothers that are mean to their kids or when I can sense a couple is arguing. But I am happy and blessed that I can be there for Rob and that we get to spend some quality time together…xoxo
I LOVE your attitude, Liz. Thank you for your comment. You’re so on the money w this statement: “sometimes we try to be so strong and positive that we almost punish ourselves further when we are in a bad mood…but I have learned that it is okay to have “sour puss” days sometimes.” Couldn’t have said it better. xo, Ro