I promise the trip updates will continue, but today I just need to bitch. Do you ever have days/weeks like that? I would say that I was over this week before 10am on Tuesday morning. That's a terrible sign!
First, I'll start with Hellish Week: Home Edition.
Over the weekend, the pipes under our sink were leaking and the maintenance guy came and took care of it right away. Problem solved, right? Wrong. But we'll get to that. My Tuesday morning started with me getting TRAPPED in our garage. Yes, folks. I had a Christine moment. As I was about to pull out of my garage, the garage door shut behind me and that turned off the lights. For a brief moment, I was in the garage in the dark with my car running. I definitely had an irrational fear that my car was trying to kill me. I immediately turned off the car. My clicker wouldn't work. The button on the side of the garage wouldn't work. So, I did what any person would do. I called my husband at work. And he didn't answer. So somehow I ended up calling his gym (don't ask). He did call me back and told me about this magical device called an emergency release lever. So I pulled this lever and manually lifted my garage door. I am now aware of how unsafe my garage is. The only way of ingress/ egress is the garage door itself.
Anyway, on the way to work on Tuesday, I almost ran out of gas because the one gas station I knew had diesel fuel closed unexpectedly! Thank goodness for google maps. Anyway, Tuesday Morning was quickly followed by Wednesday morning. Cue flooding of kitchen, broken coffeemaker and possessed garage door. I woke up this morning to a flooded kitchen—water all over the counter, under the sink, on the floor. And this water leakage was completely separate from the leaking from this weekend. And Erik told me that the garage door was opening and closing in the middle of the night last night. Why is my apartment cursed?! Anyway, in the midst of all this, I am thankful that we live in an apartment complex that is so quickly responsive to our maintenance needs. I'm also thankful that Erik stuck around this morning to deal with the maintenance guy and that we don't own a home because otherwise we would have had to call a plumber and it probably would have had to wait until the weekend and cost us $$$.
As if the home stuff wasn't stressful, enter Hellish Week: Work Edition.
Now, I will say that hellish weeks here do not compare to hellish weeks at Big LawNYC LLP. This week is a new special kind of hellish. I've been hesitant to mention it on the blog because, well, it all seemed so promising a little over a month ago. I was hoping that the things that are making me hate my job and long for my days in NYC were just anomalies and things would get better. Yeah, they haven't. Today, I went to full on freak out mode. I chatted on gchat with my go-to advice friend (CR, you are a wonderful friend and I know I don't reciprocate, but I love you and am so thankful we are friends), I emailed my best friend at BigLawNYC LLP and told her that we needed to talk asap (JSkim, I am also so thankful for you but I don't think you read the blog so... yeah...) and I called my former hallway buddy as well (BL, you are amazing and I miss you keeping me centered throughout the drama of daily law practice).
So... I lost about 3 billable hours of time I was at work today to bitch and moan and mope about the state of affairs of my current law practice. I'm just over the problems of having to prove myself yet again, doing things that at my prior firm I would have asked a paralegal to do and getting shit work that the junior associates don't feel like doing themselves because I'm the new kid. I moved every freakin' year of elementary school. I'm way over being the new kid. Partners actually stop by my office to ask me if I'm "having fun". Sure, if I enjoyed getting crap work and not getting much in the way of substantive work all while working 10+ hour days and feeling like I've gone backwards professionally instead of forwards. Yeah, I'm having a fucking blast. And the whole, everyone is so nice? Yes, it's true people are friendlier but I miss my crotchety new york coworkers. And, in fact, it's exhausting to say hi to people in the halls and pretend to be happy when I'm not. The highlight of my day (pre-coming home to E) is driving on a semi-empty highway in my awesome new car. I spend my day counting down the hours until I can leave. I hate it. As much as the work was stressful at BigLawNYC LLP, I loved the type of work I did. I can see how a lot of associates join big law firms and hate it. I feel like my soul is being sucked away and have taken on more work than I would rather just to be able to do substantive stuff that reminds me why I like being an attorney in the first place. UGH. Hopefully, this is all part of a transition period until after I come back for my bar leave. If not, I'm stuck here for at least a year due to clawback provisions in my offer letter. We don't really have the funds to pay TechLaw PC back for all my moving and bar expenses and my signing bonus. Le sigh.
Oh, and I forgot to mention that Tuesday I was staffed on a deal that will require work over Thanksgiving. Awesome. Is it Friday evening yet?!?
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