Mulligan Stew
May. 20th, 2016 06:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
captainsblogToday was a relatively good day. It mostly made up for the tire fire that was yesterday.
I never could get the hang of Thursdays. Should've known it was going to be a pain when I couldn't even get back to sleep after feeding the animals 0500ish. I finally rose for good a bit before 0715, got out the door by 8, was in the office round 9 and in court at 10 with a successful settlement of a painish case, but then the downhill Ray-ing event began.
A meeting I thought I had Thursday, turned out, took place without me on Wednesday. Papers I brought in to file mid-afternoon were incomplete. Which was fine, because the check I'd had cut for the filing fee was wrong- not too little (I could've covered that from cash on hand), but too much (not enough cash to fix that, and no, they don't make change). Worse, by the time I got back to my office, I realized I'd left some important stuff back at the clerk's office. This perfect day then ended with the Mets' supposedly best pitcher getting bombed in his first three innings of work.
Time to say, Tomorrow is another day.
And it was- and a better one. Should've known when I did manage to get back to sleep after feeding the animals 0500ish.
Filing, fixed. Cash, adjusted to cover the lower filing fee and a check for the difference issued back to me. Stuff, reclaimed. No meeting, but an important application completed with all documentation that should start bringing in some decent business soon. The followup paperwork from the painish case explained and executed. And home by 5, with Deadpool finally here and confirmation of a good appraisal on our house that should enable a refi to ease some burdens over the next few months-to-years.
And the Mets haven't played yet.
Tomorrow may, or may not, bring a meeting of its own, which I'll report on if it occurs.
I never could get the hang of Thursdays. Should've known it was going to be a pain when I couldn't even get back to sleep after feeding the animals 0500ish. I finally rose for good a bit before 0715, got out the door by 8, was in the office round 9 and in court at 10 with a successful settlement of a painish case, but then the downhill Ray-ing event began.
A meeting I thought I had Thursday, turned out, took place without me on Wednesday. Papers I brought in to file mid-afternoon were incomplete. Which was fine, because the check I'd had cut for the filing fee was wrong- not too little (I could've covered that from cash on hand), but too much (not enough cash to fix that, and no, they don't make change). Worse, by the time I got back to my office, I realized I'd left some important stuff back at the clerk's office. This perfect day then ended with the Mets' supposedly best pitcher getting bombed in his first three innings of work.
Time to say, Tomorrow is another day.
And it was- and a better one. Should've known when I did manage to get back to sleep after feeding the animals 0500ish.
Filing, fixed. Cash, adjusted to cover the lower filing fee and a check for the difference issued back to me. Stuff, reclaimed. No meeting, but an important application completed with all documentation that should start bringing in some decent business soon. The followup paperwork from the painish case explained and executed. And home by 5, with Deadpool finally here and confirmation of a good appraisal on our house that should enable a refi to ease some burdens over the next few months-to-years.
And the Mets haven't played yet.
Tomorrow may, or may not, bring a meeting of its own, which I'll report on if it occurs.