The Blog Formerly Known As Practical Paralegalism
I may have mentioned the law firm where I work is undergoing some interior remodeling. In particular, several attorneys got to pick their own paint for their new offices. The wall colors are all different, and to quote my one of my supervising attorneys regarding reactions to the final product, “Everyone definitely has an opinion.”
If you notice a little debris around my feet in these pictures, we’re still crawling over furniture covered in plastic in some of the offices. Friday is the big move day, which I am dreading. Not because I mind moving, but because I have to clean out the desk where I’ve sat for seven, maybe eight years. It may be time to part with those time sheets I’ve still got from 1996…
This is the first day it’s been cool enough to wear the skirt I bought in a Nashville, Tennessee GoodWill store when Megan and I got together in June. It’s extremely well made (ergo, the butt shot), and the snake skin print lining is so beautiful that I’m thinking about wearing it inside out next time.
I’m also thinking of doing a new feature in my posts called “Panic Attack of the Day”. Yesterday’s occurred in the powerless medical center. Today’s occurred on the way home from work, because I had to stop by the grocery store and figure out something for the Teens to eat. The Absent-Minded Professor usually cooks but he had to work tonight. I’m fine with a sandwich for dinner, but I can’t convert the rest of the family. They all seem to want their food cooked.
I melted down a little more when I couldn’t find the ready made fried chicken, but mentally slapped myself into a semblance of sanity, and then followed the other mothers to the new section where it had been moved. Gave myself props for major-problem solving skills.
One of my friends loves having beer and popcorn for dinner if she doesn’t have to cook. If you don’t have think about anyone else, what’s your favorite food for dinner?