So, it’s been a minute. I’d hope to give you play by play of how I was building my solo practice. Then, the gold rush came. “Gold rush” as in a huge immediate flow of clients.

Simply stated, I’ve been busy. Busier than I ever thought I would be. I was just a regular, degular, shmegular lawyer bumbling around, having five hearings per month and substitute teaching on the side, then WHAM BAM THANK YOU MA’AM. 

Out of nowhere, the flood gates of legal heaven were opened and the good Attorney God above let it rain. The rain felt good at first. Then it felt soggy. Now, I’m sloshing around in a flash flood. Don’t get me wrong, I am grateful for the rain. I just need a place to put all of this water.

I’ve grown way faster than expected, so my days are spent trying to absorb this growth. With the increased workload, I considered merging with two other attorneys. However, the fit was all wrong, so now I’m back to sloshing it solo.

 

 

In time, I hope to be able to explain this good fortune. But for now, I’m just enjoying the downpour…and trying not to drown. I’d love more rain. But I’d be a fool to beseech more at the moment.

I have been picturing myself as this eternal legal loner, setting up shop in a rustic industrial building with a dog for an associate like Morgan Freeman in “High Crimes.” As lazily wondrous as this sounds, I think I dream of a day that may never come. At least not with this case load…I mean rain.

A partner and a small staff may be somewhere over the rainbow after the rain has cleared. For now, I’m gonna enjoy the feeling of growth. Some lawyers feel the rain, while others just get wet.

James Jones, Esq.