It's in the attitude (or that's what I tell myself!)

So, my month of November is shot. I have a trial in Chicago that will take up a full week, and then we visit in-laws for the last week of the month. Not much time is left . . . yet my office continues to be a barricade of files.

I worked until 1:30 a.m. yesterday (today?), went home, slept 4 hours, and returned to work. It's 11 p.m. now, I am still at work -- buried -- yet too tired to think. (I have not left the office before midnight all week.)

So, when people ask "How are you?" (as they are prone to do repeatedly as we pass in the courthouse), I have decided that I will answer "good" -- my theory? It will convince me that I truly AM "good" -- not tired; not cranky; not short tempered; not frustrated -- good! Is it working? . . . hmmmmm . . . most the time, I think! Admittedly, there are lapses.

. . . boring post, I know. I guess it's just where I am today . . .