I admit I may be a tad at fault, I tend not to say no and convince myself I can do it all (well I can duh!). I love the people I work ( I cannot repeat this enough, I seriously have the best colleagues) but man oh man sometimes I just wanna thumb them. I mean, inevitably when they go out of town, the world attacks and I have no clue what to tell clients that call. Secretaries give you cold calls for clients that have hearings oh tomorrow (as in today, at 9:30am); and your loving work brother comes in your office to talk about nothing at all and you just want to tell him to go work (and he wonders why you are uptight and high strung...).
So in the midst of writing witness bios, answering discovery, prepping for a hearing and hand-holding a contractor, I got news floors installed in my humble abode. As much as I loved my original 1920's 2-inch plank floors, they were dangerous. I had no subfloor, cracked boards, a gaping crack in the bedroom and some water/rot damage in places. So at 830 yesterday 6 men arrived in my home and got to work. (Super sweet guys and a great company if you need floors in the DFW area I highly recommend Final Touch Flooring & they may or may not have hit on me... eh oh well). So here is the floor in pics:
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| yup, that was holding up the floor |
Needless to say, I was in total need of my workout last night, as well as a relaxing evening that involved cake and Suits! I mean who can go wrong with chocolate cake and Suits (mmmm Harvey Spector....) But I digress.
So say a small good luck prayer for as I do this hearing on the fly today, deal with some clients and discovery and try to put my house back together.
