Oh, everyone has a legal problem until you ask for money.

Everybody has a legal problem until you ask them to pay you some money to give them some legal advice.

Sure, you could send me an email or two with some legal queries. Hey, I have this man who insist that we signed a tenancy agreement when we didn't, what shall I do?
Someone stole some money from my office, what shall I do?

Sure, I can tell you what to do. But when you asks

Can you help me draft a letter to his lawyer?
Can you help me make a police report?
Can you help me speak to the Investigating Officer?
Can you please draft a letter for me to answer to his allegations?
Can you write a letter to complain about the lack of action on the part of the police?
Can you can you can you?

Yeah I can. Just show me where the money is, and I certainly can.

It's not about being money minded ,or "oh you can't even do me a favour".

A favour is maybe a letter or two, a phone call or two. But a few whole months of email after email, draft agreements after draft agreements, police reports etc?

Sorry there really is no such thing as a free lunch.

I truly do not survive only on fresh air and sunshine.

This whole working for yourself thing is shit.

This whole running your own firm is shit too.

                                             This is how I feel on most days in this whole running my 
                                                                                   own firm thing.

To infinity and beyond.

It's official.

I will be leaving my firm of 7 years this October.

In a way, I leave with a very heavy heart as this has been my "home" for the past 7 years. And yet, I am excited by the prospects out there.

I have always believed that every thing happens for a reason. And my departure from my firm, is no different.

The future is waiting to be explored. And finally, I have cut the strings that have held me back.

Is it melancholy?

It's been one of those week(s).

I wake up in the morning and I can't pinpoint what exactly it is that is not right. But something, somewhere, somehow is just not right.

It's not that I am unhappy, but I have a gut feeling that sadness lingers in my heart. I'm not sure if its just a tinge of dissatisfaction or it really is melancholy.

I think I may be at a career crossroad. I've been doing this for 7 years now. I feel deep down that I need a change but I am not sure which path I should follow.

It's weird that when I sit down and ask myself what it is that I want, I find that I have no answers. I don't think I am good with dealing with people. I am much too judgmental. I don't think I am great with planning things. I am way too meticulous and anal to be flexible.

Two days ago a steward asked me "Are you working tomorrow?" I said yes, I work every weekday but I finish sharp at 530pm.

"So lucky." he said.

I work an average of 9 hours a day, 5 times a week. Which comes up to 45 hours a week and an average of 180 hours a month. Am I truly lucky? I think the verdict is still out on that one.

How do you reach out for help if you can't identify the problem?

How do you ask for advice when you aren't sure what it is you are unsure of?

How do you ask someone to make you feel better if you don't know if you are truly feeling crestfallen?