If you're wondering why I have not been posting faithfully every day lately, I think the only way I can get across what I am dealing with in my "real life" is to just show you by posting pictures of my office. Each file folder is a case I am working on. Each piece of paper belongs in some file folder, somewhere, that may or may not already be in my office:
I am hanging on by my last fingernail right now ... blog posts will pick up in pace when I get a better grip.
I am hanging on by my last fingernail right now ... blog posts will pick up in pace when I get a better grip.
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Work is criz-azy for me right now too. But looking at your pics makes me feel a little better, because any amount of paper like that is so overwhelming to me . . . I sit in admiration of your talents.
What happens when you hate what you're talented at? How do you resolve that?
Sometimes when I am doing an organizing task like that, I think I should have been one of those people that organizes your closet and stuff because then I could at least look at people's stuff, which is something I like to do, if authorized. But I think I would hate that too. Plus, if my home is any indicator, I probably would not be as great at that as I think, regardless of what I can do to a pile of paper.
at least that's how i imagine your lawyer life to be.