The Waiting Game

So guess what... I applied for a law school transfer.  And I am now sitting here, staring at the computer playing the waiting game. Praying praying praying that I get into this new school.   The waiting game is killer.

I love my school.  I love my teachers, and most of my classmates.  Why did I apply for a transfer you ask? Well simple, my school is a Cal Bar accredited institution.  This means that the Bar of the State of California approves of its practices, curriculum and teaching and that upon graduation I can sit for the California Bar Exam.

Which is great, but the problem is this:  If you graduate from a State accredited school, rather than from an ABA (American Bar Association) school, you are very limited as to where you can practice.   So, I could sit for the Cal Bar, assuming I pass the exam I can practice in the Sunny State of California.  Most states will not accept me because of the school I am attending.  The state we would eventually like to end up in will take me, but I have to do the following: Graduate (3 years), Sit for Bar and get results (6 months to a year), then Practice law in the State of California for a period of time (5 Years) then partition the new state to take their bar which means sitting for their Bar Exam and waiting another 6 or more months for results.   If you add that up that is a period of .... hold on math is not my strong suit.... 10 YEARS!!!!

This might not seem like a lot, but if you are a super over the top, by the calendar of life, planner like me, this simply will not do!  I want to be settled in far before that 10 year mark, finding a house, starting a family, working a career.  Thus the transfer app.


So now I sit here, waiting to hear back on my future, anxious beyond reason.  And the worst part, even if I get into this new school, it is FAR more expensive than my old school and I will have to take out loans which I did not want to do....(AKA please go onto my GoFundMe page and help me!)

Overall, I am terrified.  Just under the surface all I can think about is what if I don't get in, what if I can't afford it, what if I can't get loans, what if I never get to just start my life?

The waiting game.... Not fun at all.


UPDATE: This does NOT mean I am moving out of state any time soon.  I want to finish law school in California if possible FIRST.

That's a wrap

This past week was our National Sales Meeting... one week of no sleep, massive stress and the most amazing calm once it's done.

Overall the week went so much better than I could have anticipated.  I'm so glad that it is done and that next week is back to business.

My week was made amazing by Erin and Nani.  These two literally were my biggest source of entertainment.  Watching slightly inebriated people from the balcony and reporting back, jumping on them in the morning, the massive amount of luggage E had to trek upstairs... So many good times with them.

Here's a few of the best pics from the week:

Getting ready to tape people's mouths? 

Paparazzi

Godzilla learns Joy

This past week I learned a lot.  It was a very stressful week at work preparing for next weeks sales conference hosted by the marketing team (including yours truly).   To say that stress made me a little testy would be an understatement.  I turned into what could only be described as Godzilla with roid rage and PMS.  Oh, it was bad.

So I was skating along on my stress induced war path when Thursday night I was hit with a valuable lesson.   Let me preface:  my small group has been going through the book "Purpose Driven Life".  We usually meet Sunday nights, but as I will be at this work event Sunday we decided to meet Thursday for an impromptu small group session.  Oh boy, does God ever know how to smack you in the face sometimes.  (in a loving way of course)

So this week was about Evangelism. Something I am not great at to begin with. And the main thing I got out of it was "Live joyously".  People will constantly see how you live and ask... why?  Godzilla hit a brick wall with that one.  Nothing in my stress induced take down was a good example.  I hate when that happens!  So I am now forced to reevaluate how I act, how I am perceived, and how I live.

Today I prepare for my ultimate stress week: one full week of running around, being "concierge" to our company, putting up with those who are tough to deal with, not enjoying the fun activities because I am the one putting them on, and doing all of this with Joy, Grace and Happiness.  This won't be easy, but it will be necessary.  Here goes to a week of Joyful Smiles and doing the right thing!

My phone won't upload the photo I want to share... So here is an Alpaca.