I so want this on a t-shirt, and a coffee cup, and maybe even on a rubber stamp so I can put it on everything I send to my bank. [via]

The great winding up of the law practice is going slower then planned, but it is going. Everything else in the slightly retooled life is going well. I’m not sure yet if I call this the third career or just a minor course adjustment in the second career. For those counting; the first was my time as a security officer in the Diplomatic Security Officer and the second includes at least the three law jobs (public defender on the rez, associate at the law firm from hell, and solo practitioner). I guess I’ll have to wait awhile before I decide where the current gig fits in.

It was a good day working for unnamed corporate america, and a good time at the gym afterward. Work involved a morning in the air conditioned office and an afternoon in the field. The gym was a light workout: swimming and a spell in the sauna. A nice way to slow the brain after a long work day. I’m getting into a rhythm with the field work and the outside work and the personal work. Not a rut but a rhythm. Some (beings/people/clients) who used to get a lot of my time don’t like their current smaller percentages much, but aside from Pongo, their opinions really don’t matter that much. I’m enjoying the current percentages.

But as content as I am sitting here in my boxers and blogging while scarfing Ben and Jerry’s, others are having good lives too. Go read The Mighty Jimbo.