After our breastfeeding/newborn care class this morning in Jersey City, Mr. Squire and I headed back into the City so I could work on a trial exhibit for a few hours. Monday is day one of trial.
I got there, and checked in with the head partner. Pencils down. Go home. I had an inkling, but the confirmation felt so good.
The case is (pretty much) over. No trial after all. For the first time in nine months, I get my life back again: We are attending our friends' wedding tomorrow (at the place where we got married three years ago!). I am scheduling an anniversary dinner with my coworker as our two-year mark at the Firm approaches in October. I am blogging again. What's more is that I have a hunch that the bugsies are gone--so we have scheduled a celebration lunch and unpacking for next weekend. Which means that we can host the rescheduled baby shower the weekend after. And I can celebrate my friend's birthday with an art night out the day after that.
I have started a "Freedom List" of things that I want to do in the next eight weeks before Junior arrives. Things like... finish her papercut collection. Do a couple papercuts for friends who lost their kids. Finish our baby registry. Have dinner with each of Mr. Squire's brothers and their wives. Make a cover for my snoogle. Catch up on wedding gifts. Unpack the apartment and get it ready for Junior. Sleep in. Maybe take a vacation, to make up for the one that we had to cancel in August. Rush a Broadway show--or two. Go see something at Lincoln Center for the first time.
This feels really good. Especially after we unpack, I bet I'm going to feel like a whole new person again. Stay tuned -- Emdash is back!
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