By this time next year, I should be married and I am exc— let me find another word– I am tickled purple! I haven’t begun making a lot of plans because I have never been the type of woman who gets fired up about wedding stuff. I don’t know why- my mother clearly didn’t pass on that gene. I know a few things I want and don’t want and that’s about it.
I don’t want to be a Bridezilla (I would be mortified if I just catapulted to the other end of the bride spectrum)
In (less than) 10 days I will be celebrating my birthday. I will be able to say that I’m in my late twenties and I’m excited and pensive. Because this birthday will be spent differently from the one last year and from any other before. I’m looking forward to it and I’m also aware that it means I’m taking a step further into grown woman-dom. Which got me thinking…
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I am super enthused about November this year! I’m usually pretty neutral on this month, as I am with every month that is not December, but this year, I am so excited for it.
One special thing is happening this month which I will share once it does and that’s a major part of why I’m so excited but I’m also thrilled because October is over and with it went one of the most stressful parts of my final year in law school. A little over a week ago, I advocated in my mock trial!
[you do two per year- one as instructing counsel and one as advocating counsel. You get paired with a partner who will be your co-advocate and co-instructing for the two trials. Advocating counsel does the talking- opening/closing speeches and questioning of witnesses, addressing the Court etc; Instructing counsel takes careful notes for and helps advocating counsel while the advocates are on their feet . There are more duties leading up to the actual trial but I’m speaking of duties on the day of trial.]
I am so relieved I can’t even put it into words.This was legitimately one of the things I dreaded most about my time at the law school, particularly since I don’t plan to litigate (that’s a story for another time). To get it out of the way- especially so early in the year- was a blessing!
I felt so free afterwards, you’d think I was done with school but it was something remarkable to face one of my fears and see that I could come through with little bruising (and 6 more grey hairs but who’s counting).
I now feel less guilty about reading non-law related material and more importantly about writing. I feel unrestricted in pursuing my other interests and discovering new passions.
On the writing front, I have decided that I need to really look at it like a job and treat it as one since I want to have a career as a writer. This becomes funny when I connected it to a conversation I had with Mr. D. The conversation led to me taking a stroll along the internet and finding this little gem. It brings new meaning to “dressing for the job you want” and I must say I love it.
Does your dream job have a particular dress code? Is it a selling point for you? Tell me in the comments.
With this, I bid you Nasmaniacs adieu. I hope November is fantastic for all of us.
To slowly let go of fear and pessimism. This is the goal.
The message in the picture seems hopeful, cautious… naive to me. But two of these things aren’t bad to be and there comes a point in life when the last one isn’t an option anymore.
The past will have you feeling like being on the sidelines of your own life, trying to shield yourself from potential harm after being bruised too many times. But that’s the past’s way of sticking with you. Sometimes that protective gear stops some good stuff from getting in. This is my suggestion- let the good stuff in.
Because you can come back from being broken. And you should.