The Blog Formerly Known As Practical Paralegalism
This was not what I was planning to wear this morning. But after four 100-plus degree days, we woke up to rain-washed pavements, overcast skies, and cool gentle breezes. I wish I could have mailed the weather to Colorado.
Last minute clothing changes require no ironing, so I unintentionally got my holiday week on by grabbing this royal blue no-iron Express shirt I thrifted during my blogger meetup with Megan, and my Worthington red pencil skirt from jcp.
I was already planning to wear my new MMD obi belt. There be dragons on it. As soon as Megan wore it and said it was for sale, I emailed her and said, “Sell it to me, or I will kill you.” True story.
I don’t typically wear holiday colors, but I do typically make the same holiday mistakes over and over. I should know better after working for the same law firm for almost 20 years. But my cleverer co-workers (which may describe all of them) tend to take their vacations during the week of the 4th, you know, so they only have to use four vacay days, instead of five.
And there I am, one of a lone few
dummies loyal employees showing up to work, usually spending the week doing tasks that I don’t normally do. During one memorable July 4th week, it was just me and the new receptionist, and she only lasted until Thursday. Girlfriend didn’t even say good-bye.
So this is why I’m not much of an Independence Day gal. First, the fireworks make my otherwise laidback Cairn Terrier insane. Second, I love hot dogs, but they don’t love me back. Insane dog, insane heartburn, big whoop.
And what’s up with a Wednesday holiday? Instead of a lovely long weekend, I just end up waking up way too early, and sometimes accidentally getting ready for work anyway.
Got a Monday whine? Feel free to share it, especially since I can’t offer you any lovely after work wine and cheese via this blog.