Ramping Up

I certainly wasn’t ready for a lengthy talk with my workers comp attorney this morning, but I am glad that he called. Heh… I know that doesn’t make sense – but we needed to start getting more on the same page with the whirlwind of stuff that’s going to start happening, so I couldn’t let it go to voice mail. I just could have used a cup (or four) of coffee before being expected to human on the phone. 😏

He didn’t tell me this, but I know it to be true… the less I say about my claim the better, so even though I might want to rant about this or that, or gloat when things go my way, I’m afraid that I’m going to be basically keeping my mouth shut about everything until this phase is done. (And I might be silent afterwards, depending on if there’s a non-disclosure clause.) Basically, I just don’t want to do anything that might screw things up for me.

Just know that if I socially vanish for a while, or if I seem to be more twitchy than usual, it’s probably because of all of this shit. Even under “best case scenario” conditions it’s unlikely that this will wrap up before the end of the year. 😐😑 We won’t talk about the worst case scenarios. But after talking to him this morning it has given me a little bit of my confidence back in regards to all of this. We are in agreement with everything we discussed, so now their firm starts doing their thing and I cross my fingers and wait until they need my presence again.

Heh… I swear, it’s like “legal-ing” is my new job. 🙄

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7th and Broadway

Just got back from a couple of nights away down in Cincinnati. The Jack keeps throwing free room offers at me like a kid on a paper route, so I figured I’d take one little “last hurrah” trip down there before the weather starts getting cold and crappy. Even at 3am it was still warm enough that we could stroll the sidewalks around the hotel and sit on the curb and watch the city going to sleep. And we couldn’t help but keep glancing up at the apartments of Seven at Broadway and wonder what kind of job a person would have to have where they could justify spending $1500 to $2500 a month on rent.

Other than being “somewhere else” we really didn’t make any plans for what we wanted to do, and were content just being potatoes in the room, swimming in the pool that was apparently reserved just for us, and making a couple of trips over to The Jack to grub on free buffets and spend my comps (and a little bit more) to make it feel like a real vacation. 😎 Although I think the thing that gave us that “vacation” feeling the most was springing for room service for breakfast. 😋 It was only $10 for the typical eggs, sausage/bacon, home fries, toast, etc… hard to pass up feeling special at that price.

Coming back home sure was a shitty feeling though. Neither one of us messed with our phones much during those three days, so we had this force field of self-imposed isolation around us for most of the trip – and I think it made us both wonder what it would feel like to completely abandon our current lives and just transplant ourselves (not together… heh) into some completely new location with all new people and all new experiences. 🤔 Meh… but then I guess those are the types of things that vacation is supposed to make you wonder about.

I intended to keep my mind clear for the rest of the night after getting back yesterday, but unfortunately the closer I got to home, the more that “home stuff” started creeping into my brain. 😒 I had already been thinking about this at the hotel actually… how I have to make a trip to Logan soon to personally stop in at my estate attorney’s office, since nobody there can be bothered to return my damn phone calls for some reason. 😠 It feels like a personal slight, plus it’s keeping both Dad and me waiting around like tools, so it only makes sense that I began dwelling on it first.

But yeah, even though it’s only about 100 miles away, there were moments when it felt like 1000 – and it was just what we both needed. ☺ Kitties prohibit our trips from being any longer than two nights, but we were both wishing we could have added a couple more nights to this trip. And yeah, there are probably some underlying issues when a getaway feels this important, but we won’t talk about that right now…  😅