Nothing could have prepared me for life's "adventure" after the California Bar Exam last February 2009. In a down market economy, I had the impression that I could still prevail, secure new employment, and make a go at it. I was both right and wrong.
I did work as a contract paralegal, researching and writing motions that (mostly) won or encouraged settlement. This was great experience, but my caseload was inconsistent...feast or famine...and earned me a wage considered by most to be at "poverty" levels.
I looked for work consistently, each time being called "overqualified" because I'm no "spring chicken" (albeit I look fairly young), but mainly because I have a J.D. on my resume (along with an M.B.A.) Overqualified to be a paralegal, not licensed to be an attorney.
I moved from my great little loft apartment (which I could no longer afford) into a 10' x 10' room in a house whose owner was served with notice of default a few days after I moved in. The electricity was shut off, one day, and thankfully restored. Creditor's call consistently during the day, punctuating the peaceful setting...such that there is no repose in this lovely environment...repose sorely needed to study for the bar exam.
In a last ditch attempt, I screwed up my courage and sent an appeal to family, friends and colleagues, pledging great work for little pay, or to beat a hasty retreat to family in country which is bitter cold in winter. While that country is lovely in its starkness, I crave the California sun, and even the fog that rolls in at night, sound of the horns on the great ships in the Bay.
It was this cry for help that turned into a full-time job as an office manager/paralegal in a real office (and not my virtual office) with people contacts, and clients, and the chiropractor down the hall. And, while my wage will be small, the learning will be great. I'm looking forward to "cutting my teeth" in this solo practitioner's busy office and building the infrastructure for his business, something that my corporate training and marketing skills will be valuable for. Plus, once I have passed the bar (and I'm aiming to pass it!), my license in my hand, I will know how to set up my own practice. There will be a world of possibilities!
Least I wax too philosophic, I have no time to waste! Today marks the first day where I put my game plan into place and begin the long journey toward the Feb. 2010 bar. Want to come along with me?
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Sounds like the universe is helping you along to your goal. Good luck.
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