Long Day Starting Rough in Book Six: Trying to Hold On 2019

So… yesterday was St. Patrick’s Day.

I had to start late on that… we worked out and I drank a bunch of water to try to counterbalance the sweat. So when I started drinking, I was drinking Doubles. Now my body hurts from the working out, the drinking, and the sleeping on the couch. Hopefully, I’ll be of a proper mind to respond to notes and do other things here fairly soon (at least before Noon) but the humor? This morning I have hearings that I can TOTALLY accomplish in my pained and somewhat numb-minded state.

The problem is… today is a long day.
Y’see… after work there is a Visitation for VWC’s wife. But I have to leave that early because there is a Sexual Assault Law Enforcement Training tonight that I’m going to attend. So I won’t be back home until after 8 tonight. Grumph. March. March with its.... busy-ness. That doesn’t even count trial prep which has been complicated immensely by VWC’s absence.

Urgh. I’ll be happy when March is over.

As for today? I’ll put my nose to the grindstone. I’ll work hard, do what I can, and keep pushing forward. I may get behind with stuff on Prosebox but… that is to be expected.

(sarcastic) Great. Another three cases just came in. All domestic assaults. All involving blood evidence. All involving victims that “refused to cooperate, sign a written statement, or allow photographs of their injuries.” Tragically… I thought “seeing the worst of humanity” was going to be “seeing the horrible people that get pleasure from hurting others” but instead it has consistently been “seeing victims who would rather fight ME than protect themselves.” So, sure. I’ll be the bad guy. I’ll be “the monster” that required THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE to go to jail… I’ll take that. It honestly feels like a heavy burden but… I’ll just add it to the pile.