all's well that ends well

So...I ended up calling the court on Friday to find out whether I won. Unfortunately, because of budget cuts, the judges no longer have their own clerks, so once the order is entered in the main court administration system, it basically takes an act of Congress to get someone to look the order up. Suffice it to say, at the end of the day and throughout the weekend, the outcome of the case was a mystery.

On Saturday, my family and I went to Bellisios for a little nosh. I could see my office window from the parking lot and thought that maybe I should run over there quick to find out. That thought lasted less than a nanosecond (the office? on a weekend? when I have no impending deadlines?) before I thought, "Fuck it."

But first thing this morning, I saw the envelope on the front desk as I walked in. I ripped into it as fast as I could, not bothering with customary morning pleasantries.

Skip the findings, straight to the order. Relief Granted. SUCCESS! Yay!

Incidentally, my brother also adopted my cat effective this morning, so today's starting out pretty great. I hope it continues.

P.S. Just got off the phone with the client. This goes without saying, but calling with good results is WAY more fun than calling with bad.