Life just went crazy. The day I finished my final exams, I got a call that there had been a death in the family and had to leave town. That was fun--I haven't spoken with my mother in about 6 months, and then I had to deal with her for 3 days--ick. And my oh-so-classy family was consulting me about probate issues before the deceased was even in the ground. And the deceased had only recently been released from prison, and his "estate" was mostly in cash, so I really don't think they want to get the probate courts involved. Luckily for me, I haven't had will and trusts so I was pretty much useless in that conversation.
The next weekend DH graduated, so his whole family was in town and staying with us. I actually like my in-laws (who are like the Cleavers, as opposed to my own screwed up family), but a housefull of people is always a little stressful, and we were in a rush to get everything together, since the house had fallen apart during finals, and I had been out of town. Than God DH is out of school though. Two students in the family was just too much. He now has his M.S. in software engineering.
In the midst of all this we have had two jury trials going on at work. The first was the child murder case. The jury did not find guilt on the capital murder charge (a co-actor already pled to life to avoid the death penalty), but gave the defendant life for injury to a child. I think everyone involved was glad to finally have a a resolution to this very emotional case.
The current case involves a meth lab and a bunch of other bad stuff. The defendant just looks like a bad guy and he was quite entertaining on the stand. And I have learned all about how to make meth in case my law career doesn't pan out. (But my gosh, when you see the stuff they use it is no wonder these idiots are always blowing themselves up.)
Finally, in other news, I still haven't found an actually paying job this summer. I am beginning to feel a tiny bit rejected. My grades aren't terrible (although I still don't know if I failed con law), I have good legal experience, I'm beginning to think its just me. It's hard for me to get too upset, though. I am happy only working two days a week for the D.A.'s office. I get to hang out with the kids the rest of the time--or I can go to work if a trial is going on.
I did interview for one last job earlier this week, though. Only because it is in my little suburban town, not ten minutes from my house. They seemed to like me and claimed to be impressed with my resume, but we'll see. It was with a solo practitioner who does primarily family law. According to her son, she is the go-to lawyer for the well-to-do seeking divorces in my area.
Yep, that's right, her son. I was interviewed my her husband and her son. No they aren't lawyers nor involved with her practice. Apparently she has made some poor hiring decisions in the past, so they came to help her out. I don't know if that will help me or hurt me, but the husband and son seemed nice enough, and I wouldn't mind a job close to home that could help me build local professional connections. They said they would let me know something early next week. If I don't hear something, then I'll know that there really is something I am doing to screw up my interviews.
5/26/06
5/8/06
The end is in sight
One...more...exam. Then I'm done--at least until the Fall. This has been my busiest semester, and all I want is to lay around the house watching the soaps all summer. Ok, maybe not the soaps--I didn't even watch those when I was a SAHM. And last week when I was getting my nails done I caught part of Days of Our Lives (I think) and as best I could tell, someone with MPD was giving birth, with one of her personalities there to cheer her on. That was definitely a big reminder of why I don't watch soaps. But I'm sure I can find something equally mind-numbing to keep me occupied this summer.
Right now, I am only planning to work for the DA's office two days a week. Basically because that's all the child care I can afford for an unpaid position. I have interviewed for a few other jobs, but no luck and I don't really care.
On the child care front--after much kid juggling, we have hired a new nanny. I ran ads online and in the local paper and interviewed on Saturday. This time I went with the grandmotherly type. I'm a little wary of a younger girl after getting burned by the last one--and most of the younger ones weren't going to be available for after-school care in the fall anyway. Hopefully this lady will stick around. She was in her last position for 10 years.
Oh yeah--and I think I failed Con Law. Seriously. It was the hardest exam I have ever taken in law school, and the only law school exam where I truly didn't know the answers. It' not like I didn't prepare--I was in class, I read the assignments, and I spent 4 days prepping for the exam. I just didn't get the questions he was asking. (i.e. Tell me how the court cited Marbury v. Madison in the following 10 cases. First, I am not good with remembering cases with only the name and no further prompt. Second, umm, I don't remember. I just kept falling back on judicial review, but that seems a little obvious)
If I passed, it won't be pretty. If I failed--well I don't know what. That was con law 1, I am already a year behind with it because I transferred. It is only offered in the Spring, so if I have to re-take it, it would be in the last semester of my last year. So would I have to take Con Law 2 before I re-take Con Law 1.
In better news, my family law exam was today, and it was very straight forward and easy. If I can just survive PR tomorrow, I'll be home free (except for that whole failing con law thing).
Right now, I am only planning to work for the DA's office two days a week. Basically because that's all the child care I can afford for an unpaid position. I have interviewed for a few other jobs, but no luck and I don't really care.
On the child care front--after much kid juggling, we have hired a new nanny. I ran ads online and in the local paper and interviewed on Saturday. This time I went with the grandmotherly type. I'm a little wary of a younger girl after getting burned by the last one--and most of the younger ones weren't going to be available for after-school care in the fall anyway. Hopefully this lady will stick around. She was in her last position for 10 years.
Oh yeah--and I think I failed Con Law. Seriously. It was the hardest exam I have ever taken in law school, and the only law school exam where I truly didn't know the answers. It' not like I didn't prepare--I was in class, I read the assignments, and I spent 4 days prepping for the exam. I just didn't get the questions he was asking. (i.e. Tell me how the court cited Marbury v. Madison in the following 10 cases. First, I am not good with remembering cases with only the name and no further prompt. Second, umm, I don't remember. I just kept falling back on judicial review, but that seems a little obvious)
If I passed, it won't be pretty. If I failed--well I don't know what. That was con law 1, I am already a year behind with it because I transferred. It is only offered in the Spring, so if I have to re-take it, it would be in the last semester of my last year. So would I have to take Con Law 2 before I re-take Con Law 1.
In better news, my family law exam was today, and it was very straight forward and easy. If I can just survive PR tomorrow, I'll be home free (except for that whole failing con law thing).
5/4/06
I had no idea that there were states where you can't pump you're own gas.
Jeremy Richey's Blawg Crazy Law: I Will Pump You Up!
It's interesting that came across this post today. I was just telling DH that I wished there were still full service stations. He gets irritated with me because I will run the vehicles down to empty, and he is the one always stuck getting gas. I know this is very girly, but I don't like getting gas. You have to stand in the wind and it messes your hair up. I somehow always end up getting gas on my hands and smelling of eau de gasoline until I can wash my hands. I'm not about to set foot in a service station bathroom to wash and the instant hand sanitizers don't kill the smell. Thank God for pay at the pump. At least I no longer actually have to walk inside a gas station.
I'm really not an elitist--gas stations are just yucky, and if I could just drive in, let someone else fill 'er up, and go about my business, I'd be happy to.
It's interesting that came across this post today. I was just telling DH that I wished there were still full service stations. He gets irritated with me because I will run the vehicles down to empty, and he is the one always stuck getting gas. I know this is very girly, but I don't like getting gas. You have to stand in the wind and it messes your hair up. I somehow always end up getting gas on my hands and smelling of eau de gasoline until I can wash my hands. I'm not about to set foot in a service station bathroom to wash and the instant hand sanitizers don't kill the smell. Thank God for pay at the pump. At least I no longer actually have to walk inside a gas station.
I'm really not an elitist--gas stations are just yucky, and if I could just drive in, let someone else fill 'er up, and go about my business, I'd be happy to.
5/2/06
All hell has officially broken loose
The nanny has apparently quit with no notice. Right in the middle of freakin' finals. So I have to study with three kids running around. And try to find a new nanny ASAP-which is seriously interfering with my study time.
To make matters worse, DH was informed by his boss yesterday that my schooling is causing him to be away from work too much. WTF??? Everyone that he works with is childless. I guess they got used to him having a stay at home wife who could deal with every detail of our children's lives. Apparently it hasn't occurred to them that had I gotten a job, he would have to attend to the kids just as much if not more than he does now. When something comes up, we look at who has the most important stuff going on, and the loser deals with the kid stuff. That is what parenting is. And its not like this happens weekly.
And the most infuriating thing, is that when he took this job, they touted how family friendly it was. They knew then that he was a parent. And quite frankly, if he wanted to be the type of man who put his career before his children, he could easily take a contract job that would pay 2-3 times what he is earning now.
I'm so glad to know that having children is not only impacting my own career, but also my husband's. This is a great world we live in, really. And his boss is just going to be soooo much happier when he realizes that DH is going to have to take off so that I can take my finals. One more week and then he won't have to deal with the kids for the rest of the summer. But the next week is going to be hell.
To make matters worse, DH was informed by his boss yesterday that my schooling is causing him to be away from work too much. WTF??? Everyone that he works with is childless. I guess they got used to him having a stay at home wife who could deal with every detail of our children's lives. Apparently it hasn't occurred to them that had I gotten a job, he would have to attend to the kids just as much if not more than he does now. When something comes up, we look at who has the most important stuff going on, and the loser deals with the kid stuff. That is what parenting is. And its not like this happens weekly.
And the most infuriating thing, is that when he took this job, they touted how family friendly it was. They knew then that he was a parent. And quite frankly, if he wanted to be the type of man who put his career before his children, he could easily take a contract job that would pay 2-3 times what he is earning now.
I'm so glad to know that having children is not only impacting my own career, but also my husband's. This is a great world we live in, really. And his boss is just going to be soooo much happier when he realizes that DH is going to have to take off so that I can take my finals. One more week and then he won't have to deal with the kids for the rest of the summer. But the next week is going to be hell.
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