I get up this morning, and after I drop the kids off, I check the mail - something I manage to do at best twice a week anymore. In the bundle of envelopes and mass mailings (seriously, who needs plastic wrapped coupon mailings five times a week?), I found a nice letter addressed to me from a law boutique in Beaumont. It's one I mailed my resume out to a short time back, and I figure this is their rejection letter. I open it, and get a nice compliment - your resume is very impressive, both from a quality and content standpoint. They then tell me that they can't offer me employ this summer (see, I was right for once!) but told me they would keep my resume on file and "hope to be in touch with [me] again soon." Signed by one of the partners - always nice. I must say, all in all, this was one of the nicest rejections I've ever received. Much better than the time I invited a girl to prom when I was in 10th grade and she laughed at me.
Then, I start reading pro res and watching Monk, and I fall asleep. Which is a real shame, because I really like Monk - excellent show with good writing.
I pull the weeds on the patio; there's too many. Stupid weeds.
Now I'm doing laundry, and I have to put in the fabric softener, because I'm married, and apparently you have to use fabric softener if you're a married male - and not just drier sheets, either.
Now I have to get ready for class. Education law. This class rocks! I'm really getting excited about my paper. I have most of the research done. I just have to put it together and work on the proposed curriculum, with legal analysis. It's going to be a fun one.