This may be too early to tell, but my day’s been balancing out in my favor.

I woke up later than I expected, and didn’t leave at the 7:15a time I’d planned. 7:15 would’ve gotten me to work at just before 8a, per Mr. W’s estimation (I was leaving from his house to work for the first time). Instead, I got up at 7:17a, and couldn’t leave the house until 7:50a. ACK! The specialized courtroom I’d been assigned to opens its doors at 8:30a, so I oughta be in there before then. In my haste, I also stubbed my toe against my bag in the bedroom. Which toe? Only the one that was already injured from the half-marathon run last month, the 4th toe on my right foot, where the nail has begun to lift off the nailbed. I heard it. It sounded like a plastic flick. Scared, I looked at it and it did indeed lift from the nailbed. But it didn’t rip and I pushed it back down into place.

BUT, traffic was cooperative and I was at work before 8:15. I called my supervisor asking if they got someone else to cover the specialized court because my courtroom was sort of in chaos. He said not yet, they’re still working on it. Within 10 mins, however, he called me back and said to stay in my own court because the clerk who I’m supposed to be covering, who was supposed to be at a medical appointment, actually came in. Huh? Why? Who cares, it’s great! So yay, we’re all set up and ready to go!

*dancing in sparkling good luck dust*