Breakfast came early this morning around 5:45 am and consisted of grits, blueberry muffins, and Kool-aid. After breakfast we were put back into our cells where I read. Today was Saturday and therefore cleaning day. We will spend a majority of the day in our cell while the pod is cleaned. In jail, time seems to stand still. Minutes feel like hours, hours like days, and days like weeks. On the outside I begged time to slow down, here it can’t go fast enough.
Today is visitation and although I’m not expecting a visitor I continue to hope. Today I found out the meaning behind the ID bracelets and I thank God that my bracelet is yellow. Yellow means you have a bond of $0-10,000, blue means that you have a bond of $10,001-100,000, red means you have a bond of greater than $100,000 or that you have no bond and white means that you are serving active time. I have a yellow instead of a white because when I arrived I was appealing my revocation and never got a new bracelet when I withdrew my appeal. A vast majority of the women here have yellow bands, although a few do wear red and blue.
Today we got our room cleaned and my cellmate acts like she never in her life used a broom. I had to take it from her because I have never been so annoyed in my life. When she talks I want to scream shut-up and I might go insane if she doesn’t get out of my room. Cleaning was finished around 11:45 am and we got out then for lunch. It was scalloped potatoes with ham, pasta salad, peas, bread, angel food cake, and Kool-aid. We were barely out of our rooms for 10 minutes when the noise levels soared to near deafening heights. We were immediately put back into our cells. We didn’t get back until 4 pm which was just in time for dinner. It was mystery meat sandwiches, carrots, pasta, bananas, and Kool-aid. We got locked back at 6:45 pm.
I have run out of books again due to the fact that I read extremely fast and many of the women here do not. You can only get one book per week from the library and that doesn’t last long at all. Today I read the Narcotics Anonymous book and although I don’t have an addiction the principles in the book are good.
There is a girl who came in today that has now been here four times in the last two weeks and I just don’t see the point. She leaves here and commits the same crimes again and winds up right back in here. She is addicted to heroine and is pregnant. I feel bad for her unborn child and think that the system is not helping her how she needs to be helped. They ought to deny her bail and let her stay here and get herself cleaned up, if not for her then for her child. But the jails are so overcrowded that they can’t keep people in here who commit small class crimes.
We got let back out at 9:15 pm and I got to talk to mom for 15 minutes. She sent me some mail again so I have something to look forward to. Mail from the outside world is so exciting and although I think it’s delivered via pony express, I love waiting for it. At 10:45 pm we were put back on lockback for the evening that will lead to…day 10.