Hello, weekend ❤️

It’s Thursday evening around 6 pm, and I’m not due back at the office until Tuesday morning. FUCK. YES.

I may be a little excited.

Today was kind of a weird day. I got into the office way earlier than usual, and I was in a fairly good mood. Unfortunately, I almost immediately got shitty news that brought me way down. By the time my partner arrived, I was a bit of a mess. BUT…we had a very candid discussion, and I told him about something I’ve been considering, and now we have a meeting with someone next week to discuss the thing. I’m being intentionally vague. I cannot say anything specific publicly until everything is settled, and it may not pan out. All I know for sure is that I have put a definite time limit on how much longer I’m willing to tolerate certain conditions. I want to say more, but I’ll leave it for now. Anyway…I left in a much better mood.

I left a bit early today, because today was hair styling day. I got a cut and color. This was my last appointment before my stylist goes on maternity leave. She knows how picky I am about my color, so she gave me her blessing to use box color in the month I’ll be without her. Lol. I can’t deal with the fade.

My bestie and I have our appointments at the same time, so I got to see her. She was in an awful mood because of her shitty job, so there was much venting. She walked into the back room and poured us two glasses of wine. She was like: you’re going to need this. Haha. Oh and I must say, I love being friends with the owner of the salon. We get so many perks. I love my stylist super much.

This post is going to be a bit rambly. Sorry.

Yesterday, I ran down to city court to get a couple of recs, and I met this other attorney in the waiting room. We started chatting, and he told me the following anecdote about a client:

This bitch had a shoplifting charge in a local muni, which had been pending since 2012, because she failed to appear. Typical. So the attorney enters on the case, and requests a rec. The rec comes back from the prosecutor with a note that says he’s requesting 30 days in jail, because this bitch has 37 priors! So they go to the hearing, and somehow this attorney manages to get all the jail time thrown out in exchange for some hefty community service and a two year probation. For the record, this is amazing. He tells the client this, and she’s pissed because “it’s all too much” and “isn’t fair” and she apparently made him convince her to take it. I was like, “You are entirely too nice. I would have told that bitch to sign the paper or go to jail for a month. Zero fucks, bro.”

Motherfucking clients, dude. They expect you to pull miracles out of your ass for like $50 and then bitch about it when you do.

D is currently at Freya’s teacher conference night. When he gets home, we’re going out. I’m so pleased for this long weekend with him.

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2 thoughts on “Hello, weekend ❤️

  1. Uhhh… should I be worried that she approved you using box dye instead of recommending you go to the girl I’m seeing? 😂

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