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magicalmartha) wrote2009-08-24 10:55 pm
magicalmartha) wrote2009-08-24 10:55 pm
Fuck, when did I grow up?
Lots of new and exciting things happening in my life. I almost don't know how to handle it.
First off, my new job has started with gusto. I spent last week training with the girl I'm replacing, and today was my first day on my own (well, as on my own as I can be in a law firm full of people ready to tell me what to do). I think it went quite well - I spent most of the day handling client calls about a case that's been settled, so mostly they just wanted to know when their checks were coming and how much they'd be for. I attended a small meeting about a case I've taken over as the assistant on, so I have specific things I need to accomplish by the end of the week. I also got the case file for a personal injury claim that one of the senior partners wants me to work with him on. All in all, I have a more or less established place in the firm with defined goals and projects, so I'm pretty confident I'll be able to handle it.
My second big piece of news is that I am, in fact, moving into the available room in my boyfriend's apartment. I am both excited and apprehensive. Not that I don't think we'll live well together, because we've talked about it fairly exhaustively and we're on the same page as far as living habits go, but it is a pretty big step. The good thing is that their lease is month-to-month, so if it turns out to be a total disaster I can just leave.
I spent some quality time with my sister over the weekend because she's going back to school tomorrow. It's really weird to send her off while I'm not even getting ready to go; I said back in May that graduating wouldn't really hit me until I didn't go back to school in the fall, and now I'm here and it turns out I was right. I'm not exactly sad about it, but now that I've got a real job and I'm moving out of my parents' house and everything, I feel sort of overwhelmingly grown-up. It makes me want to watch cartoons or play with my Transformers or do get a tattoo or something. Something juvenile or irresponsible.
There are a lot of good things about growing up. I just hope I don't forget how to be a kid, too.
First off, my new job has started with gusto. I spent last week training with the girl I'm replacing, and today was my first day on my own (well, as on my own as I can be in a law firm full of people ready to tell me what to do). I think it went quite well - I spent most of the day handling client calls about a case that's been settled, so mostly they just wanted to know when their checks were coming and how much they'd be for. I attended a small meeting about a case I've taken over as the assistant on, so I have specific things I need to accomplish by the end of the week. I also got the case file for a personal injury claim that one of the senior partners wants me to work with him on. All in all, I have a more or less established place in the firm with defined goals and projects, so I'm pretty confident I'll be able to handle it.
My second big piece of news is that I am, in fact, moving into the available room in my boyfriend's apartment. I am both excited and apprehensive. Not that I don't think we'll live well together, because we've talked about it fairly exhaustively and we're on the same page as far as living habits go, but it is a pretty big step. The good thing is that their lease is month-to-month, so if it turns out to be a total disaster I can just leave.
I spent some quality time with my sister over the weekend because she's going back to school tomorrow. It's really weird to send her off while I'm not even getting ready to go; I said back in May that graduating wouldn't really hit me until I didn't go back to school in the fall, and now I'm here and it turns out I was right. I'm not exactly sad about it, but now that I've got a real job and I'm moving out of my parents' house and everything, I feel sort of overwhelmingly grown-up. It makes me want to watch cartoons or play with my Transformers or do get a tattoo or something. Something juvenile or irresponsible.
There are a lot of good things about growing up. I just hope I don't forget how to be a kid, too.