Goodbye

Yesterday I went to the law building for what I sincerely hope is the last time ever, though I know CLE and other unspeakable horrors will draw me back into its clutches once again. Though presumably enough time will pass before that dark day that I will have begun to feel nostalgic, wistful even, about those hallowed halls, and will wander around going, "This is where I..." Unfortunately, in my head, most of my sentences still end with, "... spent many many horrible hours doing this terribly unappreciated project for ungrateful 1Ls and an administration apparently largely ignorant of my contributions."

But for now, que sera sera.

I am concerned I will be bored. Having started each day around 8 for the last three years, (yes, I said around 8, I don't want to hear any 'class doesn't start at 8:10' style comments from you people) and finishing upwards of 1 or 2am each day, (As it turns out, after finishing hours of often pointless SBA or journal work, I then still had to do my own schoolwork. Go figure.) I am both looking forward to and terrified of a regular schedule, where my day ends at a set time, and I have nothing to do but stare into the abyss.

A number of hobbies have crossed my mind: roller derby, craft projects much like the fabulous book vase I made yesterday, gardening, suburban widowed single mom running a large scale marijuana growing business to make ends meet and support her two children, etc. I don't know about any of those, but I do think I shall start a new blog. I considered continuing this one, but for this new chapter in my life, I feel a new blog is appropriate. It will undoubtedly be full of more trite sayings like that.

Mainly, I envision it to be full of my typical witty and amazing insights into your life and mine, which will then clearly come to the attention of someone important and possibly famous who wants to give me millions of dollars to sit at home and blog. Then I won't have to be a lawyer anyway. Though, the bar results may determine that one first.

A new blog name is still in the works (suggestions anyone?), but for now, I feel it is important to close out this blog.

Saying goodbye is an interesting thing. I mostly hate to do it, and I certainly had mixed emotions turning in my office key yesterday. But my key chain is the lightest it's been in two years and so is the load on my back.

And so, in the grand tradition of my favorite play, Thornton Wilder's Our Town, I say goodbye to law school. Good-bye to bells ringing....and the Lemon Tree. And stolen SBA snacks and coffee. And other people's outlines and commercial supplements....and never sleeping and waking up grouchy. Oh, law school, you are too horrible for anybody to realize you.