The last thing I wanted to do on my day off is have a state of the business conversation with my law partner via text, but here we are.
Do panic attacks count as cardio? Lol.
It’s getting so dark that the street lamps are on at 12:20 pm, and the crazy wind just blew down a bunch of tree branches.
Bonus Terissa pic. Lol.
I told the girls there is no way I’m going down into that roach infested demon basement, so I guess maybe I’m going to die if severe weather forces us to take cover. Lol.
My client has not even a glimmer of recognition that her current situation is entirely her own fault. Instead, she has decided it is my fault, even though she was reminded at least five times (and that’s just the times we have proof for) that this exact fate would befall her if she didn’t complete her financial management course.
This sort of nonsense is exactly what is wrong with the world. My daily experiences with clients for the last 13 years have taught me that very few people take any personal responsibility for their actions and their lives. Everything is always somebody else’s fault; they are always the victim. Honestly, I have very little sympathy left for most people.
I’m tired, dude.
Jackson took a pic of us. 💜💜
Regretting saying I’d come into the office on what was supposed to be a day off.
I wasn’t even out of the car before I was being alerted to all the issues on all the things.
Can I please retire now?
I do this thing where I clench my teeth and smile to get through particularly frustrating interactions with clients.
The smile definitely doesn’t reach my eyes, but nobody seems to notice
On high client interaction days, my jaw hurts by the time I leave the office.
Today will be one of those days.
Having this sweet boy at the office today ❤️
I’m using the energy lotion this afternoon. I’m resisting the candy though, and had pineapple instead.
The idea that we should drop what we’re doing to assist you when you come in unannounced when the office is closed for lunch.
Oh is it your lunch break, bro?? MINE TOO.