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Day 981: Sporadic but Steady
Apr. 9th, 2011 05:32 pmSo...it's been a week since I updated.
Well, last Sunday was super awesome. Went to Amber's for conference. She made waffles and sausages for breakfast, and we took a walk around the neighborhood during the afternoon break to look at all the interesting houses (some pretty, some not, one the perfect setting for a ghost story). We watched interesting documentaries about technology that allows people to operate computers with their eyes, and a family that adopted 21 children, and a Chinese children's choir in America. We had fun and enjoyed each other's company and it was good.
This week at work I've managed to stay busy. I had my "hey, I can think like a lawyer" moment in helping one of the senior attorneys solve a legal problem that might have killed our case before we made it to trial. (You have no idea the hoops we have to jump through to get to trial. It can take up to 18 months to get to trial for a reason.) Being a lawyer is kind of like being a doctor on House...you have a problem and you have to suss out just what the problem is before you can fix it, and the fix usually small, right in front of your eyes, but in the end immensely profound. I can see why lawyers think of trial as a game - it's like chess, which I'm admittedly terrible at. But we have to outthink each other, outwit each other. Opposing counsel thought he had us. I think we have him, and he's going to be fairly surprised.
I learned how to close an estate. I'm getting along with my coworkers. I'm still terrified of screwing up and ticking people off, but I figure if I go in with the mindset that I'm there to learn, well, I'd rather learn from my mistakes, so having them pointed out to me will help the most. And no one's been really rude about it. And they've been pretty patient with me. I may or may not be getting the hang of this dictation thing - I'm not entirely sure I like it, and it still feels flippin' weird, talking to myself, and I actually like typing (as evidenced by all the random things I type that end up on the Internet), but I can see how it's useful. On Friday my to-do list filled up, so I'll have things to work toward and get done. Prioritizing will be a trick, but I can do it.
I was so tired on Wednesday a little kid at the grocery store called me a zombie.
I got to sit on the grass under a tree in the sun one day for lunch. Had my own little picnic. I could totally get behind doing that again if the weather permits - the weather is starting to turn nice, and it's a shame I'll generally have to miss it.
Training was good this week - I made it to both weeknights but not this morning, because we had our Relief Society belated birthday breakfast. And it was good - we got to hang out and make food and enjoy each other's company and learn about what it means to be part of this worldwide sisterhood.
After training last night Angela came over and we watched some SG-1 Season 4, and Cody called. He bought his plane tickets, so he's definitely coming to see me, and I am so, so excited. Having a definite date makes anticipation all the harder, but hey, it'll be good to see him.
I've been doing well. I know I'm going to have bad days, and I'm not looking forward to their arrival, but so far I've been all right. Monday night at FHE we rehashed conference, and usually I have little to say, but I learned a lot from this conference, and I'm really glad for it. I like the peace that comes from things like conference, and remembering to do the right things during the day.
Of course, now it's the weekend, and I have D&D, and then...I think we girls are going dancing. I'm not entirely sure. But in the evenings, on the weekends...I just want to be lazy. I don't get to be lazy. There are things I can't get done during the day because I'm at work, and chores have to be done in my down time. This is what being grown up is about, aye? I read an article online about growing up, and the author was spot-on. We become adults suddenly, without realizing it. We're not nearly as self-assured or knowledgeable as the adults we knew when we were children, because they weren't really as grown-up as they seemed either. I'm going to have to adjust, to prioritize and use my time well.
I need to finish the baby blanket for my sister. I want to write a fantastic novel. I've got to make some pretty lace.
Mostly I want to see my boyfriend. What am I going to look forward to after he's gone?
Well, last Sunday was super awesome. Went to Amber's for conference. She made waffles and sausages for breakfast, and we took a walk around the neighborhood during the afternoon break to look at all the interesting houses (some pretty, some not, one the perfect setting for a ghost story). We watched interesting documentaries about technology that allows people to operate computers with their eyes, and a family that adopted 21 children, and a Chinese children's choir in America. We had fun and enjoyed each other's company and it was good.
This week at work I've managed to stay busy. I had my "hey, I can think like a lawyer" moment in helping one of the senior attorneys solve a legal problem that might have killed our case before we made it to trial. (You have no idea the hoops we have to jump through to get to trial. It can take up to 18 months to get to trial for a reason.) Being a lawyer is kind of like being a doctor on House...you have a problem and you have to suss out just what the problem is before you can fix it, and the fix usually small, right in front of your eyes, but in the end immensely profound. I can see why lawyers think of trial as a game - it's like chess, which I'm admittedly terrible at. But we have to outthink each other, outwit each other. Opposing counsel thought he had us. I think we have him, and he's going to be fairly surprised.
I learned how to close an estate. I'm getting along with my coworkers. I'm still terrified of screwing up and ticking people off, but I figure if I go in with the mindset that I'm there to learn, well, I'd rather learn from my mistakes, so having them pointed out to me will help the most. And no one's been really rude about it. And they've been pretty patient with me. I may or may not be getting the hang of this dictation thing - I'm not entirely sure I like it, and it still feels flippin' weird, talking to myself, and I actually like typing (as evidenced by all the random things I type that end up on the Internet), but I can see how it's useful. On Friday my to-do list filled up, so I'll have things to work toward and get done. Prioritizing will be a trick, but I can do it.
I was so tired on Wednesday a little kid at the grocery store called me a zombie.
I got to sit on the grass under a tree in the sun one day for lunch. Had my own little picnic. I could totally get behind doing that again if the weather permits - the weather is starting to turn nice, and it's a shame I'll generally have to miss it.
Training was good this week - I made it to both weeknights but not this morning, because we had our Relief Society belated birthday breakfast. And it was good - we got to hang out and make food and enjoy each other's company and learn about what it means to be part of this worldwide sisterhood.
After training last night Angela came over and we watched some SG-1 Season 4, and Cody called. He bought his plane tickets, so he's definitely coming to see me, and I am so, so excited. Having a definite date makes anticipation all the harder, but hey, it'll be good to see him.
I've been doing well. I know I'm going to have bad days, and I'm not looking forward to their arrival, but so far I've been all right. Monday night at FHE we rehashed conference, and usually I have little to say, but I learned a lot from this conference, and I'm really glad for it. I like the peace that comes from things like conference, and remembering to do the right things during the day.
Of course, now it's the weekend, and I have D&D, and then...I think we girls are going dancing. I'm not entirely sure. But in the evenings, on the weekends...I just want to be lazy. I don't get to be lazy. There are things I can't get done during the day because I'm at work, and chores have to be done in my down time. This is what being grown up is about, aye? I read an article online about growing up, and the author was spot-on. We become adults suddenly, without realizing it. We're not nearly as self-assured or knowledgeable as the adults we knew when we were children, because they weren't really as grown-up as they seemed either. I'm going to have to adjust, to prioritize and use my time well.
I need to finish the baby blanket for my sister. I want to write a fantastic novel. I've got to make some pretty lace.
Mostly I want to see my boyfriend. What am I going to look forward to after he's gone?
