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Midwest Attorney trying to navigate the waters of life
Each person feels pain in his own way, each has his own scars.
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Clarifications, Reminders, and Histories in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
In truth, I wasn’t going to write this. In truth, I was going to start writing more private entries. Because processing in public can be helpful but when people who I have deeply trusted for a ...
Tuesday and Random Bits in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
RANDOM BIT ONE I went to bed last night at 10:00 p.m. When I woke up this morning, my legs were in pain and my back felt like someone had used it for accordion practice. In short: LOTS of pain. ...
The Talk in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
So… it didn’t take long. I came home. Pet the dog. Showed Martha that I bought stuff for dinner. Then she discussed how all she had done today was homework for her Biology lab because it took...
Survey, I'm always stealing them from P.M. in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Before I get to the survey: (1) I am telling Martha to get an apartment and get a separate bank account by March 1st. I imagine this will go one of two ways, because that is Martha all over. E...
Let This Be Stated in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
This shall be a recap of my weekend and an ongoing narrative of thought from today. However, before I continue, I shall state that which has been obvious but not shared in such specific wording:...
CP&W in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Barometric Pressure. Snow. Cold Temperatures. My body hasn’t been doing great. Case in point? Today I wanted to wake up and get stuff done. I went to bed at about 1 a.m. last night (this mornin...
It Cuts Both Ways in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
One thing that is valuable about Martha is that she is very frugal. The other thing about that is… frugality is not, in and of itself, a value. Buying a $10 pair of shoes may SEEM like a good d...
Friday in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
I woke up at 2:30 to the dog whining. I got up to let her out and she ran to her toys and started chewing on her nyla-bone. Okay. Whatever. You go ahead and chew on that, I’m going back to be...
Good Bad in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Good: It seems that my work for this week is entirely completed Good: That means I got to catch up on Prosebox book marks! Good: That means I got to review the upcoming stuff! Bad: February 20th...
Thoughts from the Morning in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Last night’s dreams were… steamy… and unsatisfying. Obviously I’ve been a bit “randy”. I’m trying to focus on being productive, getting work done, being independent. Hell, when I got home last ...
Notes in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Note 1: I did not have sex last night. Honestly, I don’t want to confuse the issue any more than it already is. Because I still honestly think Martha hasn’t quite accepted or figured out the si...
Slightly More Personal in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Crikey, I’m tired. I shouldn’t be. Well, I shouldn’t be and I should be all at the same time. You see, yesterday was a big long day with lots of productivity. Basically it was like shower, wo...
A Brief in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Can’t write much at the moment. Morning looks to be productive but the same can’t be said confidently about this afternoon. So may write more later. But bloody hell! If I was embarrassed of Io...
Cue The Mamas & the Papas in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
For those too young or too disconnected from the music of the late 1960s, The Mamas & the Papas sang the song “Monday, Monday”… as today is Monday, the title is merely a convoluted way to tit...
A Needed Statement in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
I get it. I shouldn’t care what people think, what people say, or how people view me. That shouldn’t be something that I care about in the slightest. I understand that intellectually. But if ...
Sixty Second Saturday Summary in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
So… I called in to work on Friday. I had spent Thursday night coughing and hacking and I figured with how crazy busy February is going to be for us… calling in on a slow day would be smarter for...
THE LAST THURSDAY OF january 2020 in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Y’all have been prolific today… which I find interesting. I’ve never really “charted” the active times for people on Prosebox but it is interesting that a day where I really have stuff to do all...
Random Statement in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Now or later, when Martha moves out, I’m especially reminded that… if I had a good desktop computer and business-line at home? On non-court days, I wouldn’t need to leave my house. Which would ...
Insider in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Obviously, I am aware of the myriad ways that the law and the system is broken. The funny thing about working in so public (and so Hollywood focused) an industry is that everyone has their own o...
Running Through Monday in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
First, as I hadn’t updated since: Martha’s date cancelled. So she didn’t go on a date yet after all. As far as that specific and limited interaction… I’m actually even more okay with it than I ...
Timming in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
I find it interesting that the day that I write up a “Here is what was broken in my marriage. Here is what a healthy marriage would be. If Martha can do this, good. If she can’t; accept nothin...
Jotting in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Today… is a day? More snow. Which… were I a child or a person in a position to entertain children; could actually be quite fun. However as a professional that is required to travel, it is not ...
Tilfeldige Ord in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
No, I don’t speak Norwegian. My mom and brother do. And I still have our family prayer in Norwegian memorized. Thus why I knew that the Norwegian word for “word” was Ord. Tilfeldige is “rando...
Handful in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
First, I just saw a meme that is so many people in my life that I am required to share it. THIS IS SO MANY PEOPLE IN MY LIFE!! LITERALLY. Like.... “The media says chopping your dick off is pain...
Twitter-Sized in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
I hope it doesn’t sound too terrible to say that I’m feeling nervous. Talking about the separation? Lots of nerves. Discussing it with the family? Lots of tears. The last three months, though...