I have not knit a stitch.   My car is home from the car hospital and is all better - now I have to get it professionally detailed, because the lovely new bumper and fresh paint on the trunk deck looks so much nicer and shinier than the rather grubby rest of the vehicle.   While it was between rounds of its cosmetic surgery the neighboring shop did the brakes and changed the oil, so now all it needs is a beauty treatment and it will think it's a new car.     

I cannot believe another week has blown by already.   Work is insanely busy, even more so since we have the amazing D with us, at least temporarily.  Our productivity has skyrocketed with an extra set of highly competent hands, it's exactly what we need.    We are on a campaign to hire her permanently, but it will be a fierce uphill battle through corporate cluelessness - remember, these people first thought all we needed was a few hours a week of filing help.   D and I are both busy as maniacs all day long, while she is doing the scheduling and getting out notices and mail and sorting the incoming paper, I am taking document productions and reviewing files and drafting discovery and talking to our experts, and Boss is actually able to do real lawyering things like complex research and negotiating settlements.   We have FIVE cases set for trial this fall, scattered all over the state.   We need to keep D.

D keeps saying, "How did you do this alone before?"    I said I had panic attacks and nightmares and woke up at 3 a.m. alot, and the filing was backlogged three months when she arrived.    We have her as a temp for one month.   She would like to stay permanently and we would like to keep her, but the decisions are made by people who have never actually seen or touched a big construction lawsuit, and when their frame of reference is what a lawyer friend calls sore-neck lawyering - depose two witnesses and get an IME and set it for trial - what we do is quite alien to them.   It is NOT alien to D, she has a construction law background, and if we let her get away, the odds of finding someone else with her skills and great attitude and personality are basically zero.    We have to keep her, or I'm back in quitting mode.  I don't want to sound like a prima donna but who wants to work for a company that gives us no support?   I love the Boss and I love the cases we handle and I enjoy the legal part of the job, but the administrative idiocy I have to endure in that place is just about more than I can handle.   If that can't be resolved and we can't keep D,  I am not going to kill myself with the stress of trying to do two jobs for one mediocre paycheck, life is too short and it's just not worth it.    I'll wait and see how it works out, I will give management a chance to fix things, but right now I'm not feeling too hopeful that it will.   I hope they surprise me.

I'm tracking my approaching futon sofa on the UPS site and it looks like it will show up next week, probably while I am out of town on business.   I hope Boy will be available to haul the boxes into the house.  Arrrgh. 

Murphy has a checkup in the morning, then I think it will be a weekend of packing things up for Goodwill and making room for the futon in the guest/yarn room, and maybe, just maybe, actual knitting.   It could happen.