Sandy Slaga

The Crotchety Old Lady and I have been going at it the past several months about this whole solo law thing. She poked. I ignored. She prodded. I told her she was a few shots shy of a decent mega latte.

Well, the Crotchety One and her bony finger are on a warm beach somewhere, basking in the rays of their victory. My ribs are recovering from the months of jabbing. And I’m back to getting some sleep and a decent cup of morning java.

I’m launching a solo law practice and joining the ranks of home office lawyers, also affectionately referred to by Chuck Newton as Third Wavers, Spare Room Tycoons and Carpet Commuters.

Stay tuned!