It's been eighteen years since I've practiced law. That's right. Eighteen years.
Long time, no?
And yet this has been my passion for so many years now - how long have I been telling people that if I could find a way to marry law and disability (and get paid for it), I would be truly happy? Trust me, a long time. Said to a lot of people.
And so it was that eventually, very slowly, light began to dawn on marblehead (that would be me, in case you were wondering) and I "made the decision" (well, kind of, sort of anyway ... who says I'm not decisive?*) to take the leap and return to practice.
Oh what a tangled web we weave ....
Anyway, on a different note, guess what I did today? Come on. Guess.
No, I didn't finally *find* the money for the application fee.
No, I didn't finally start the required paperwork.
Give up? Are you sure?
All right, all right. I will tell you.
Listen carefully now.
Today. I. Mailed. The. Application.