Another Step

Yesterday, I got admitted as a legal practitioner of the Supreme Court of Victoria.

After about 4 years of study, I can finally call myself a lawyer and not just someone who has a law degree.

The actual ceremony was mildly interesting, vaguely like a wedding ceremony except that everyone was wearing some variation of the basic black suit. You go in all suited up and at some point, you swear an oath to do your best and be honest. It was all terribly archaic and over very quickly, thank goodness. I was just relieved that I didn't have any lines to muff.

Umm... So I'm a lawyer now.....wish I knew what to do next. Do I actually try to work at the law thing? Or try something else? Wish I had some answers.

Tea and Papers

Lately, I've been given the good fortune of having a few days off and I've actually been able to spend time just sitting at my dining table, with the Sunday papers spread before me and a pot of steaming hot tea.

Just a quick update for those back home, my course is over and I'm waiting to gain admission as a legal practitioner of Victoria and also waiting for my PR application results. Meanwhile, I've got a very badly paid temp job as a paralegal.

Life has this habit of speeding up, then slowing down. And sometimes, like now, I feel like it moves both too quickly and too slowly. Too quickly because I'm hitting an age where I feel like I should have achieved more. Too slowly, because I want the waiting to be done and for the next phase of life to begin.

But...for that one hour on Sunday, I just relaxed, drank tea, laughed at the comic strips and caught up with the news.

I don't know where my life is going...and that's a thought that enlivens and terrifies me at the same time. Mostly, I feel like I'm just fumbling about in the dark, hoping that at some point, I'll feel a door knob and the door will open somewhere good.

Where ever the next door leads though, I just hope for the occasional afternoon where I can just enjoy tea and the Sunday papers.