Hometown

One thing about moving back to your hometown-- it doesn't take long to feel, well, at home.  Every once in a while I crane my neck to see something newly built, or wonder about some building no longer standing.  But the streets are still the same, and I still can find my way around like I'm navigating the veins on the back of my hand.  It's home.  It's comfortable, familiar, and easy. 

In other news, I'm better in a courtroom, after years away, than I used to be.  I haven't been in full trial mode yet, but I've stood and spoken to a judge in a courtroom full of lawyers.  This was always the height of my fear... I don't mind making mistakes in front of judges, or even being scolded by them. But having it happen in front of other attorneys always skeered me.  Not anymore.  I finally thought about the worst case scenario. Honestly, what is the worst that could happen?  I could be slightly embarassed?  Boo hoo.  Compare that to what I've dealt with in the past few years and that's a freaking walk in the park.  And less fear = better performance.  Who'd have thunk it. 

I feel more comfortable, more calm, far more peaceful than I've felt in years. Maybe ever.  And it's not just being in Memphis.  It's something else... I don't know if it's from going to church or just how good it feels to stop banging your head against the wall, but damned if I don't just think life is pretty cool right now. I even managed to make it through multiple exchanges of email with my ex-husband without even once calling him a cheating, lying, liar who lies.  It's a new leaf, I tell you.

Scoop

Okay, so here's the story.

I was in Charlotte, working a contract attorney position, just fine. I was choosing between returning to Colorado and staying in Charlotte. I was leaning toward staying in Charlotte because the job was better and I liked being near my family. 

I had a very strong feeling that something was going to happen in Charlotte. I was going to church (which I haven't done regularly in years), I was hanging out with my family, dating, feeling good.  Then I got a call from a law firm in Memphis to which I had sent a resume back in March.  I talked to them, the firm sounded really cool, and it sparked my interest.  But then I didn't hear anything from them again.  Two weeks ago they called.  They wanted to interview me the next day.  The interview went pretty well, but I still wasn't sure about the job.  I thought Charlotte was where I was supposed to be at the moment.

So I talked to a friend of mine who happens to be a priest, because I didn't want to make the wrong decision. Only three days after the interview I got the offer, which was strong enough I felt like I was doing the right thing to accept it.  And I felt peace about it. So here I am, back home in Memphis.  I'm excited to be back to a "real" job, and thrilled with a real paycheck and real benefits... And it all feels right.  I was sad to leave my family in Charlotte, I would have liked to have something come along there, but I am confident this is a good thing.

I decided it would be wise, as a domestic litigation attorney, to keep my blogging private and anonymous. Don't need clients or opposing parties knowing my personal business. So Sadie rides again.  I can only imagine it will lend itself to all sorts of interesting blog posts. :)

I'm Back!

So I've decided to return to this blog. For professional reasons, I wanted to get back to blogging anonymously. I'll tell you why soon when I have more time, just wanted to get something posted and see if anybody was still out there...

So... You out there?