Saturday, May 9, 2009

Today was a bad day.


Today, first thing in the morning, say about 8:30 am, I got into a fight with a client. He was a jerk, he thinks I am a jerk, we yelled, it didn't end well. I was grumpy from that moment on. I yelled at Ben. I hated my day. Another client told me her case shouldn't be dismissed (even though she wasn't doing what she was supposed to be doing) simply for the reason that she had been a little under the weather. No sympathy. A little cold is not a good answer for a judge. I still hated my day and even hated the crazy woman that called and told me all about her son and how the credit card companies won't stop giving him credit cards. After 14 minutes and 37 seconds (I timed it) she finally explained the purpose of her call was because she needed to know exactly how to sue the credit card company for giving credit to her irresponsible son. I did not take that case. I ate my yummy salad for lunch and for some reason it did not taste as good as it usually does. Maybe because I didn't savor it like I usually do, but just ate in a rush knowing the emails were piling up. And they were REALLY piling up. I yelled at Ben again. I had to leave work early to take Steve to the airport and I secretly cursed Steve all the way home as I thought of how much work I had to do. Today started off as a bad day and I let the badness fester.

Tomorrow, I am going for a walk with my friend, outside....To get some fresh air and to start over. I am going for a walk outside and maybe to the fabric store. All the orderly patterns. Rows and Rows of neatly folded fabric. Tomorrow is going to be a good day. Tomorrow the bad day will be gone and a better one will take its place.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Our trip was so much fun!


We had a blast on our trip. Here is the recap:

Arrive in the Bahamas. Travel to hotel in large bus with a driver pointing out all the spots that Anna Nicole Smith owned, visited, and where she was buried. Arrive to hotel, check in, get put on third floor where loads of construction is going on... hmmm. Continuing on... head to the beach. Feel the warm, perfect water. HOORAY! Wake up very early the next day to hammering, drilling and loads of construction workers. This is not going to work. Call the front desk, ask for a room change, NOPE. hmmm.... Continuing on... head to the breakfast buffet. FRENCH TOAST. Hooray! Meet up with Steve's friends. More beach. More food. A beautiful wedding. Wake up the next day to similar circumstances with the construction. Get mad. Go to front desk, demand a room change. Get moved to the 15th floor with a spectacular view of the ocean! Hooray!. More food. More beach. A waterpark with human moving conveyor belts. Water Taxis with "Vote Obama" signs. More food. Cards. A Mr. Riu contest and some amazing dancing by the boys in our group. Beach. Wind. Water. Relaxing. Two books later, and a long flight from Atlanta back. It was a wonderful time with wonderful people.