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Just a quick note to someone who will never read this, but I have to get it off my chest:
***Lots of venting by me that was edited out this morning.***
Whew! All better. Now, on to happier subjects. I'm trying cases like a madwoman this week. On the plate this week: Arson, Arson, Arson!! One guy pled and the other guy's going for the ride. We'll see what happens by Thursday. My workload is insane because we now have courtroom space to try cases every week. This means my workload has doubled, at least. Unfortunately, my salary has not. I still love the pace of this, though. I love having to think on my feet. I love that I have a talent for developing an almost instantaneous rapport with jurors. I am good at this job and I'm going to miss it, even though I know I'm getting to the point where I need a break from all the mayhem people do to one another for a while.
I have had the chance lately to talk to two of my LJ friends and I've been really happy about that. I'm really shy about calling people, painfully shy about it. Once I actually do it everything's fine, but I really have to force myself to dial the number and stay on long enough to get an answer. This is so stupid because when I finally do talk to people I am so glad that I did. I won't even get into the absolutely ingrained "don't call boys" rule that was evidently melded into my brain at birth. They do that in the south to us girls, you know. I'm hoping that's one of the archaic social norms that my generation was one of the last to experience. One day I shall regale you with tales of southern dating culture.
Anyway, I finally spoke with the sun to my moon,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
notwolf, who was every bit as much the gentleman that I expected. Our connection has always been strong and I feel good knowing that he's got someone coming to look after him a bit and share some of the life that he's chosen to lead for now. My only hope is that I will get to meet up with him and his lady before I go north. Earlier last week (has it been that long already?), I talked with alchemi, who's definitely a 10 on the charming scale. He doesn't know there's a charming scale, but there is and he rates a 10. He's also very supportive of my potential career as a comic smut peddler. ; )
It's hot as blazes here and I've got a six hour drive to look forward to on Friday. I'm taking the kids to visit my parents. It will probably be the last visit before I move. Texas is a strange place, spacewise. My drive to my parents is longer than the plane flight I'll exchange it for once I move. We don't think anything about driving a half day to get somewhere. David's moving a few miles from where he lives now and his friends are acting like he's sailing off the edge of the earth! It cracks me up.
Lunch with the newly engagedtsarina and her betrothed on Thursday. They got engaged on Saturday after we met for dinner. Evidently one meal with me makes people want to get married!! Who knew I had such an effect on people!?!? I have no idea what wonderful madness our Thursday lunch will produce!! In all seriousness, he's a lovely guy and I couldn't be more thrilled. I defy anyone to spend some time with them together and tell me that they aren't perfectly suited for each other.
My time is so limited lately and I have so much I want to do. I keep thinking I'll have the chance to breathe in the fall once we've moved, but I suspect I'll be as busy as ever---just in a different way.
***Lots of venting by me that was edited out this morning.***
Whew! All better. Now, on to happier subjects. I'm trying cases like a madwoman this week. On the plate this week: Arson, Arson, Arson!! One guy pled and the other guy's going for the ride. We'll see what happens by Thursday. My workload is insane because we now have courtroom space to try cases every week. This means my workload has doubled, at least. Unfortunately, my salary has not. I still love the pace of this, though. I love having to think on my feet. I love that I have a talent for developing an almost instantaneous rapport with jurors. I am good at this job and I'm going to miss it, even though I know I'm getting to the point where I need a break from all the mayhem people do to one another for a while.
I have had the chance lately to talk to two of my LJ friends and I've been really happy about that. I'm really shy about calling people, painfully shy about it. Once I actually do it everything's fine, but I really have to force myself to dial the number and stay on long enough to get an answer. This is so stupid because when I finally do talk to people I am so glad that I did. I won't even get into the absolutely ingrained "don't call boys" rule that was evidently melded into my brain at birth. They do that in the south to us girls, you know. I'm hoping that's one of the archaic social norms that my generation was one of the last to experience. One day I shall regale you with tales of southern dating culture.
Anyway, I finally spoke with the sun to my moon,
notwolf, who was every bit as much the gentleman that I expected. Our connection has always been strong and I feel good knowing that he's got someone coming to look after him a bit and share some of the life that he's chosen to lead for now. My only hope is that I will get to meet up with him and his lady before I go north. Earlier last week (has it been that long already?), I talked with alchemi, who's definitely a 10 on the charming scale. He doesn't know there's a charming scale, but there is and he rates a 10. He's also very supportive of my potential career as a comic smut peddler. ; )It's hot as blazes here and I've got a six hour drive to look forward to on Friday. I'm taking the kids to visit my parents. It will probably be the last visit before I move. Texas is a strange place, spacewise. My drive to my parents is longer than the plane flight I'll exchange it for once I move. We don't think anything about driving a half day to get somewhere. David's moving a few miles from where he lives now and his friends are acting like he's sailing off the edge of the earth! It cracks me up.
Lunch with the newly engaged
tsarina and her betrothed on Thursday. They got engaged on Saturday after we met for dinner. Evidently one meal with me makes people want to get married!! Who knew I had such an effect on people!?!? I have no idea what wonderful madness our Thursday lunch will produce!! In all seriousness, he's a lovely guy and I couldn't be more thrilled. I defy anyone to spend some time with them together and tell me that they aren't perfectly suited for each other.My time is so limited lately and I have so much I want to do. I keep thinking I'll have the chance to breathe in the fall once we've moved, but I suspect I'll be as busy as ever---just in a different way.