An apology

Dear Idaho,

First, I would like to thank you for understanding that there are a lot of long, flat, empty stretches of road, and setting your speed limit correctly. Secondly, I appreciate that instead of telling me to "Click it or Ticket" you tell me to "Click it, Don't Risk It." While the rhyme isn't as accurate as Washington and Oregon, it does seem more like you care about me, and less like you're threatening me.

On to the apology: Today, while leaving a small town, the lid of my rubber-maid tub came loose, and a couple plastic bags went flying out. I noticed quickly, and pulled over to fix the problem. However, I left the four or five bags that had already fallen out. I ran through the options in my head, and decided that getting hit by a car while trying to pick up plastic bags off the meridian would be a bad idea. For the littering, I am sorry.

Also, for those of you in law enforcement: I have already crossed state boundaries. Please do not sit at the border waiting for me to come back.

Sincerely,
Colleen