Make no mistake, it is definitely summer here in Oregon! Whether it’s the coastal fields of Tillamook or the suburbs of Salem, temperatures are high and cooling breezes are rare. Every day is a challenge to remain as cool as possible, be it by sleeping in front of a fan or carefully regulating the local ventilation. I for one cannot wait until autumn arrives and my office no longer feels like an oven all day.
Aside from the heat, I’ve been contending with professional challenges all summer. As mentioned in the last entry, this summer has brought a host of trials to court, with varying subject matters and mixed results (none of which I’m going to discuss in detail; I’m a professional). I’ve spent more time down at the courthouse than in my own office, and I’m usually pretty busy every waking moment. It’s never a dull moment in the challenging life of a defense attorney, and that’s never been truer than during this summer.
As stressful as this summer of trials has been, there has been one major silver lining: I’ve now gotten much more used to conducting trials. Where trials were once major events that would take a month of buildup, they’ve now become routine events (albeit ones that eat up the entire week). From the overall ebb and flow of procedures to the emotional highs and lows that accompany trials, I’ve become an old hand with trial work. Nonetheless, I have to find relief wherever I can find it, be it D&D every other Sunday, seeing Cthulhu and Christmas Cat every weekend, and enjoying a nice cold drink and scrumptious meal after a long day.
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| A big meal at Denny's: the only way to conclude a trial week, regardless of the outcome. |
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| I think Christmas Cat still likes me. :) |
