Size Matters

Sometimes I get bummed about my stature. I’m barely five feet tall and I weigh about eighty pounds. I’ve had people call me “little guy” or “little man” in what they thought were endearing tones. But I suppose I prefer being my lean and easily portable self as opposed to the other extreme–weighing in at over a ton. The human body’s capacity for enduring incomprehensible amounts of weight amazes me.
I have to pay my attorney’s license renewal fee this week. Two hundred dollars. Ugh. Not all of us lawyers are able to bill that kind of money in an hour, despite popular perceptions. I guess that new printer will have to wait a few more weeks. I also need to take care of my continuing legal ed requirements relatively soon. I’ve thought about putting my license on restricted status since I’m not practicing and then I wouldn’t have to take CLE classes. However, I don’t want to go through the hassle of re-activating it if I ever change jobs. At least we have the option of taking classes over the web.