Planning

What I'm Actually Asking the Attorney

I've been preparing for Tuesday's attorney meeting all weekend. Eight questions written down. Still working on the ninth.

The attorney's scheduling email arrived at 8:47 this morning. The consultation is Tuesday. Now I have to figure out what I'm actually going to say.

She's asked me every December for four years if I've thought about going independent. The answer is now yes. I haven't told her yet.

I've been carrying approximately seven names around for four months, maybe eight, without writing any of them down.

I knew what I needed to do next. I had known for 48 hours. I opened the form and sat there for eight minutes before I typed anything.

I went to the guest room closet. The box was where I said it was. Twenty-four years of paperwork and one letter I had completely forgotten.

I finally Googled the one thing I'd been avoiding. The answer was: go find the document you signed 24 years ago, which you do not currently have.

I have Googled almost everything about this plan. There is one thing I have not Googled, and the gap is telling.

Doug's questions finally came Wednesday night. Most of them I had answers for. One of them I didn't.

November 14 felt like a long time away until I started from November and worked the other way.