My ex and D will be in the same room tonight for the first time since the separations. So that should be interesting.
I spent the entire morning in court, which was even crazier than usual, but I haven’t done dick since I got into the office.
This morning at a bankruptcy hearing, my client was essentially like, “Oh yeah I have this paid in full 2011 BMW X5 I forgot to mention.” And I’m like, “LOL – not for much longer!” They call Chapter 7 a liquidation for a reason, my friend.
Fucking clients, man.
I’m reading a novel called The Arrangement, which is about open marriage and swinging. It’s interesting, yet slightly uncomfortable. It’s bringing back memories and feelings – some good, some bad. I’ve been reading instead of working. Because meh.
I feel horrible. Absolutely horrible and have all week. I’m pretty sure it’s from the Flagyl so I stopped taking it because I can’t deal anymore. There is a tiny part of me that wonders if I am pregnant.
