Holy Mother of God. Week one of work.
Suddenly, I'm the proud owner of about a dozen casefiles. Thankfully, only half of them have court dates scheduled for the next month. This means I will actually have some days in the office to get some real work done.
Amazingly, in the span of a week, going to court has gone from a novel and flawless experience to a significant chunk out of an otherwise busy day.
But then, I can see how having half of a day out of the office every now and then can be good, too.
Now, it's the weekend and, really, the last thing I want to do at home in my free time is to look at a computer screen. Off to read this. And, if I get tired of that, perhaps this new arrival instead.
Back when I can come up for air.