iced in

Yeserday morning I got up at 6, bundled up and drove 50 miles on slick roads with my windshield constantly icing over to work. I worked for three hours and then my supervisormentorchick saw me and said "What the heck are you doing here?! Go home!". So I turned around and drove 50 more miles home on the same slick icy roads. And now the Maddie Dog and I are all hunkered down and ready to weather the storm in the apartment. I've got loads of food and coffee and wine and reading material. It sounds like a little retreat almost and that sounds really nice.

Work has been exciting. I have been paired up with one of the newer attorneys (she was a 3L when I was a 1L) and we are fumbling our way through this pretty crazy case together. We're being supervised by one of the managers/big shots in the office, who is FABULOUS to work with and is teaching us so much. This is the most that I've ever been involved in actual case development and its been really pretty interesting, especially when our whole case pretty much fell apart when we got some test results back. We're still plugging away though.

The work thing is really starting to stress me out again. Not the actual being at work part, but the whole trying to get hired part. I want so desperately to stay, and if I can't stay, to at least know where I will go next, and its driving me batty. I wish I could just get some indication of what the chances are. I'm not at all sure what is ok to ask and say to those who can influence my chances of being hired. My supervisormentorchick knows how much I want to stay, but I don't know that those who actually makes the decisions do and I don't know if its ok to tell them?

Anyway, time to make another cup of coffee and curl up with my hound and a book. Happy icy weekend everyone!