Forty

Today is my husband’s 40^th birthday.  I can’t help having that Kid Rock “I guess I’m $#@%ing forty” song ringing in my head.  In honor of his birthday, I am wearing a shirt that looks like it could have been made in 1973.  I, myself, am already 41.  Soon to be 42 in July of this year.  Today my husband ruins my façade of being a woman in her forties married to a man in his thirties.  Today my husband told me he feels “REALLY OLD!” 

I met Jason when we were both in our early twenties.  We were just a few years older than our “grown up” twin boys are right now.  In fact, when my husband met me, he also met those twin boys.  At an age when he should have been spending his life in bars or drinking beer in a bachelor pad, he made the decision to accept the “package deal” of starting a life with the three of us. Over the years we have moved into numerous rentals (duplexes, apartments, townhouses), driven at least ten different cars (Oldsmobiles, Buicks, Fords, Pontiacs, Chevys, Toyotas and Kias),  had ridiculous parties (weddings, birthdays, housewarming, graduation parties),  changed jobs, got married, had a daughter, bought a house, got a dog, took trips up north, took trips to far away places, stayed in hotels – sometimes all five of us packed into one room, went back to school to earn degrees,  changed our careers, learned to like (God forbid!) Country music, brought a kid to college, brought a kid home from college,  watched a kid graduate from Air Force basic training, lost a house, went back to a rental, learned to laugh over car accidents and things that didn’t quite go our way, learned to live paycheck to paycheck without fear, learned to cook, watched 1000s of movies and tv shows we would become fanatical about for a moment in time. 

And all of this did not make us wiser and more mature.  It mellowed us.  It simplified what has made us happy.  It made me laugh in the middle of a ridiculous argument about the fact that my husband does not like Stevie Nicks.  (Ok, I am still kind of mad about THAT one.)  My husband Jason is still a big kid at heart.  So I hope my husband has a wonderful 40^th birthday and does not feel old, but instead feels proud of his life.  Happy birthday old man!!

A Letter to My Program Director

As I move closer toward graduating in May of this year (yes it's official I WILL graduate... even got the confirmation email yesterday... unless I really mess something up!), I have been reflecting upon how my education has improved my life, as well as how much my instructors have done for me. This morning I sent an email to Lisa Mayer, the Director of the Paralegal Program at NWTC.  I would like to share it. 

Hi Lisa,
I just wanted to send you a quick email to let you know I am now working as a
full-time litigation paralegal at Epiphany Law in Appleton, for Attorney Valerie
Revnew.  One of my co-workers, who works with business entity formations and
real estate transactions, is Stephanie Fitzwilliam, who took Civil Litigation
classes with you and graduated from NWTC last year.  She wanted me to tell you
hello.  I am really enjoying my job at Epiphany, and working in the litigation
area. I know many students think you are a very tough instructor, as you should
be being the director of the program.  I wanted to thank you for being that kind
of teacher, to help us remember those things like "file, serve, file."  I
appreciate all that I learned from you in class because it is truly helping me
out in the work world.  I learned more from your class than any other class I
have taken, and believe me it makes my job much easier. Many people won't
appreciate what they have learned in the program until they are actually thrown
into the whole crazy chaos of a day as a paralegal.  Often our supervising
attorneys do not give us the most concise instructions, and we have to use the
skills we were taught in school to find the answers, so that we can present
intelligent questions to our supervising attorney when we are not quite clear
regarding what we are being asked to do.  I wish I could tell everyone in the
paralegal program how important our schooling is, because this is not a field
where you are given a specific training manual for every situation you might
encounter.  Again, thank you so much for being an amazing instructor and helping
me to become a successful paralegal. 

I will graduate in May and am very proud to already have a full-time position.
I had been working part time for the past few years in at Peterson, Berk and
Cross but that was more of an intern type position.  This is the real deal! The
firm I work for treats us so well and I feel very fortunate! Here is a link to
my bio and Stephanie's bio on our law firm website in case you are interested in
a few successful students of the program:

http://www.epiphanylaw.com/about-us/meet-the-epiphany-law-team/item/karrie-minor

http://www.epiphanylaw.com/about-us/meet-the-epiphany-law-team/item/stephanie-fitzwilliam

Thank you,
Karrie Minor

After a Long Reprieve.... I'm Back

I feel like I should apologize for not writing for so long.  But you know, life tends to get crazy and all sorts of changes have happened in the past two months.  At the end of December, I was offered a full time position at a law firm in Appleton, which of course I accepted. In January my son graduated from Air Force Basic Training, which meant a trip to San Antonio, Texas. And finally, I have started my last semester of school.  I am sure of it this time, as I only have those last two classes.  As you can imagine, life has been busy.

I will get back to that Texas thing later in the week, as there will be another blog about that trip.  What I wanted to focus on today was the word "busy."  Life is extremely busy and often we don't have time to get together with people in our lives.  We procrastinate.  We put off working out.  We put off doctor's appointments.  We put off doing our taxes.  We use the excuse that we are busy.  In all of my time being "busy",  I have tried to continue to make time for those people who are truly important in my life.  I have a great support system of friends and family, and no matter how busy I am I don't want anyone to feel neglected.  Especially those of you who are always there for me.

What if there is someone in your life who only has time to pencil you in? (seriously Lori, this is no offense to you at all :)  You always make time for me, but I like that whole pencil you in phrase.)  I have always been a firm believer that if someone cares about you enough, they are never too busy for you. They will make time for you.  This weekend, my daughter had a major medical issue she was recovering from, but I received a call from a friend who had a flat tire and needed a ride to go pick up a new tire, and take her to watch her change said tire.  (No, I did not help, I simply offered moral support with the tire changing.)  It would have been really easy to explain how busy I was and how I had so many things going on.  But I didn't.  Because she needed me and it was not a big deal to take an hour out of my day to help out.  I just imagine if I was in that situation myself.... she would be there in an insta-second to help me.

Other than busy, there are people who seem to think life works on their schedule.  When they have time to do something, or get together with you, they feel like you should jump and adhere to their need for immediate action.  Perhaps this does not work with your own schedule.  No one should expect you to adhere to their schedule either.  (Unless this involves homework, or work deadlines... please be sure to meet those).  With our friends and family and all loved ones, we should work together, it is called compromise.  Life is not about demanding or commanding those in your life what to do and when.

We are all busy, we all have schedules.  Yet we all have the ability to compromise.  To multi-task.  And to make time for what is really important in life. So today, slow down a little, breathe, take some time out for someone or something you have been putting off.  You will feel good about it.