exhausted

Today wore me out, plain and simple. I found out yesterday that I would be going to a hearing this afternoon out of town. Fine. Whatever. The rest of the day I spent reviewing the case file, going over financial docs and calling the client to go over some details I was unsure about after going over the file.

The client came in this morning to go over the basics and to bring in verification of income, assets, and liabilities. Already, the details of the case were more muddled than I was initially led to believe. However, it came as no surprise. Whenever someone tells me "everything's agreed upon," I never trust it...because nothing is ever that simple! There's always just one. more. thing.

I spent the first chunk of the afternoon trying to work out an agreement. I knew it was unlikely, but I really wasn't looking forward to being in the courtroom with the opposing party. Unstable, to say the least. There had already been several outbursts and just generally erratic behavior, and I had no desire to subject myself, my client, or the court to the same.

We were running out of time and decided we'd reached an impasse. The actual hearing was fairly smooth. The reading of the judgment was another matter. I have never felt the need to ask a bailiff to escort me out of the courthouse before. I have had a bailiff and a judge impose such actions themselves, but I've never felt the need for it...before today. Holy cow! To say the opposing party was unhappy with the judgment would be an understatement. I couldn't wait to get out of there.

The day was mentally exhaustive and I was so glad to be home. Now, I'm winding down by finishing up The Shack (as Lori recommended) and listening to some Evan Dando. Just think, I get to wake up and do it all over again!