Today is fucking crazy, my dudes.
I’ve been going non-stop since 6:30 this morning. Just now getting a chance to sit down and breathe for a minute. Between the law firm’s busy season starting to ramp up, this civil rights litigation, other professional responsibilities, and then all the normal home/life shit…I am a bit overwhelmed.
The good news is that I’m feeling more engaged in my work/career/firm than I have in quite some time.
The bad news? I haven’t had much of a chance (or even the motivation, energy, etc) to kick start my weight loss goals. Though I haven’t really had much time to actually eat either, so maybe it will just work itself out. One can dream.
Tonight, however, I am definitely off-diet. It’s date night. We are doing beer & bbq at an old school favorite Dave & Jenn spot, and I am oh so looking forward to it. I need this.
My to-do list is crazy long and I haven’t gotten much crossed off. I’m going to need to work this weekend for sure.
Better get back to it.
A very happy anniversary to my law firm! We’ve been open for seven years. Can you believe that shit? I can’t believe that shit.
For all the bitching I do, I love this place, and my colleagues, the work, and sometimes even my clients.
I’m so fucking frustrated. I don’t even know where to start.
This civil rights case is going to suck all the fun right out of my fucking life. I can already tell.
That said, the little bit of reading I’ve done so far…I can’t blame this dude for filing the case. The prison administration is shady as fuck.
But…I’m way outside of my comfort zone. Civil rights litigation is not my area of expertise. Not even close.
But sure, I’ll learn an entirely new (and extremely complicated) area of law right at the start of our busiest time of year. And, of course I’ll take it to trial. Sounds fucking awesome!
Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.
In other news, we’re leaving B at home in his kennel for most of the day. For the first time. D is going home to deal with him over lunch. I’m hoping to get to stop in for a bit in the late afternoon before I head to night court. Another thing I’m not happy about, because it is over something so stupid and avoidable. I’m hoping I’ll get it wrapped up in time to make it to Freya’s band concert tonight. If not, then I’ll just go home and start drinking while I wait on D.
Also, my staff is kind of annoying me today. Like don’t tell me what you are and aren’t going to do. You are going to do whatever the fuck I tell you to do. Otherwise, you will be working somewhere else.
Don’t test me, motherfuckers.
I found out that my associate made a mistake that will cost me around twenty thousand dollars, so I did what any reasonable person would do, and drank excessively.
Do you ever get so fucking tired of explaining the same concept over and over again?
I do. Very much so.
Sometimes I feel like the only person in the world who understands the forms of real property ownership. I’m not. But I certainly am around here.
Joint tenancy. Fee simple. Tenants in Common. Tenancy by the Entirety. Community property. You get the idea.
The good news?
The boys aren’t in the office today, so I’m downstairs alone, blasting my music, and getting a fuck ton of stuff done without interruption.