The Morning After
Jun. 22nd, 2011 08:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
trystinnMigraine hit about midnight last night and I'm still in serious post-migraine brain fog. When the phone rang this morning at 7am, I was still half-asleep and hoping it was hubby. Unfortunately, it was our idiot attorney. He wanted me to send the impact letter, I reminded him that he hadn't sent the email I'd requested so I didn't have his email address. He promised to do so immediately and we ended the call.
I staggered out to the living room, shut all the drapes (still photosensitive) and turned on the computer. I'd checked my email via my Blackberry and knew it hadn't arrived, so I went ahead and fixed a cup of coffee. Then sat down to wait. And wait. After a 1/2 hour, I called and reminded him that I was waiting for that email - turns out his secretary comes in and checks her personal email first. I resisted the urge to make a sharp comment about that.
Letter has been sent. I'm still hoping we can solve this at the settlement level. I really don't want this doofus representing us in court.
I staggered out to the living room, shut all the drapes (still photosensitive) and turned on the computer. I'd checked my email via my Blackberry and knew it hadn't arrived, so I went ahead and fixed a cup of coffee. Then sat down to wait. And wait. After a 1/2 hour, I called and reminded him that I was waiting for that email - turns out his secretary comes in and checks her personal email first. I resisted the urge to make a sharp comment about that.
Letter has been sent. I'm still hoping we can solve this at the settlement level. I really don't want this doofus representing us in court.
