Life just went crazy. The day I finished my final exams, I got a call that there had been a death in the family and had to leave town. That was fun--I haven't spoken with my mother in about 6 months, and then I had to deal with her for 3 days--ick. And my oh-so-classy family was consulting me about probate issues before the deceased was even in the ground. And the deceased had only recently been released from prison, and his "estate" was mostly in cash, so I really don't think they want to get the probate courts involved. Luckily for me, I haven't had will and trusts so I was pretty much useless in that conversation.
The next weekend DH graduated, so his whole family was in town and staying with us. I actually like my in-laws (who are like the Cleavers, as opposed to my own screwed up family), but a housefull of people is always a little stressful, and we were in a rush to get everything together, since the house had fallen apart during finals, and I had been out of town. Than God DH is out of school though. Two students in the family was just too much. He now has his M.S. in software engineering.
In the midst of all this we have had two jury trials going on at work. The first was the child murder case. The jury did not find guilt on the capital murder charge (a co-actor already pled to life to avoid the death penalty), but gave the defendant life for injury to a child. I think everyone involved was glad to finally have a a resolution to this very emotional case.
The current case involves a meth lab and a bunch of other bad stuff. The defendant just looks like a bad guy and he was quite entertaining on the stand. And I have learned all about how to make meth in case my law career doesn't pan out. (But my gosh, when you see the stuff they use it is no wonder these idiots are always blowing themselves up.)
Finally, in other news, I still haven't found an actually paying job this summer. I am beginning to feel a tiny bit rejected. My grades aren't terrible (although I still don't know if I failed con law), I have good legal experience, I'm beginning to think its just me. It's hard for me to get too upset, though. I am happy only working two days a week for the D.A.'s office. I get to hang out with the kids the rest of the time--or I can go to work if a trial is going on.
I did interview for one last job earlier this week, though. Only because it is in my little suburban town, not ten minutes from my house. They seemed to like me and claimed to be impressed with my resume, but we'll see. It was with a solo practitioner who does primarily family law. According to her son, she is the go-to lawyer for the well-to-do seeking divorces in my area.
Yep, that's right, her son. I was interviewed my her husband and her son. No they aren't lawyers nor involved with her practice. Apparently she has made some poor hiring decisions in the past, so they came to help her out. I don't know if that will help me or hurt me, but the husband and son seemed nice enough, and I wouldn't mind a job close to home that could help me build local professional connections. They said they would let me know something early next week. If I don't hear something, then I'll know that there really is something I am doing to screw up my interviews.
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