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Days are finally getting longer.... - Blather. Rants. Repeat.
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Days are finally getting longer....
Including workdays. This one had me out the door at home close to 9 a.m., and not completely done with work until bringing dinner to the kids' place around 7:30 p.m. I have an unusually full plate right now- not of court dates (after one today, they'll be minimal until after New Years), but of deadlines for submitting filings and reporting on things and generally keeping it all going even as much of the legal world has checked out.

Oh, and a real estate closing tomorrow- one of my patented Four Alarm Fire specials.

This deal didn't come to be until twelve days ago, but I've pushed it to the verge of a pre-Christmas close, with everything computed, signed and ready to exchange and record by early tomorrow afternoon. The client signed the final documents in a suburban Rochester watering hole at 6 this evening, and was very happy with the service. I will be just as happy when the papers are on record, the checks deposited, and the offices finally closed as well for Thursday and Friday.

Most of my new officemates' work is residential real estate. It should be less stressful, you'd think, because the deals are not adversarial, and everybody usually shakes hands at the end and walks away with the property or the money that they want. Yet there's plenty of stress in that place, and just as many overentitled Special Snowflakes who are quick to complain, blame, and pitch the occasional fit. I'm very good at this work; I simply seem to draw the flakiest situations with the oddest complications when I take one on. Today's last-minute title report reflected a prior owner's bankruptcy which made no sense whatsoever. Fortunately, I got the title examiner to agree to its being nonsensical, and it is no longer a problem.

All this was wound around a drearily rainy morning; an increasingly slow backup computer (this one- at least when it comes to email, although it's taking down this entry just fine ::goes, clipboards the whole thing::); the arrival of the return mail authorization mailer for my main computer, forcing me to finish its backup when I get home tomorrow so I can ship it to the factory hopefully before Christmas; and, in the middle of it all, my triennial teeth cleaning.

I set the appointment four months ago. Once this closing looked imminent, I opted to keep it and schedule around it, but by 2 this afternoon it was an hour I really would've liked to have back. My regular hygienist has left the practice, and I did not hit it off well with the new one; I told her I was short on time and big on stress today, but she insisted on being all history-chatty with me before getting down to the scaling at hand. I've been going to them, and only them, for over 30 years; all that stuff should be in their records. At one point, I let out a painful groan over a shot to a gum and was pretty blunt in asking her to be more careful. I deliberately did not make a new appointment, hoping to switch to the other one in the office, if not another office altogether.

But my mouth is clean-even if the language coming out of it isn't, always;)
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weebleswobble From: weebleswobble Date: December 23rd, 2015 07:58 pm (UTC) (Link)
i quit going to the dentist i grew up going to and that my mother still goes to, because their hygienist was so unnecessarily rough when flossing. i'd come away fully bloody and in awful pain. i'd ask her to not be so rough and she'd blame my gums, not her violence and carelessness. i found a new dentist and their hygienist NEVER left me bloody or in pain from flossing! never!!! it was such a nice change. a bad hygienist can definitely ruin dental visits.
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