Disgruntled Husband has been planning on leaving his current firm in September to start his own firm. We've slowly been making plans to have all of this together in time to be ready for business September 1st.
And then Friday, the legal briefs hit the fan.
So, Friday afternoon, DH calls me and says he quit and the new firm was moved up a bit. By like nine weeks.
Sufficed to say, my weekend has been spent setting up a law firm. What? Yours wasn't?
I'm not getting into the details of the whys of the situation, but it's time for DH to move out on his own. I just wish he didn't do it in a blaze of glory.
I got the keys today to the new place, and in addition to finding furniture and setting up phone lines, I have to remove a wall and paint the place. How very awesome.
|Songs of the 80s written for DH's life endeavors...|
And where is DH? Off practicing law in various courtrooms. This new law office should be The Snarky Mom Law Office. And if I'm in charge of painting and general office management, it may turn out that way.
People keep asking me if I'm going to be DH's secretary. I answer with, "No, we'd like to stay married." Today, we've already had 4 arguments. He needs to be in an office with his own assistant yesterday.
The new office is supposed to open Thursday. First order of business is getting a reciprocating saw and a gallon of paint. God help us all.