One of the things I had hoped to on Thursday or Friday this week was go to the office of the lawyer handling my Social Security case and get copies of some files and things which I thought might help me with the local bureaucrap I'm dealing with. Now, my lawyer doesn't know much of anything about county social services or state government; he deals only with Social Security. So I was going to try to decide on my own which sorts of things might help me on the local level.
Well, Thursday and Friday were spent at home rather than going to anyone's office, as I had to take some phone calls related to the local bureaucrap. Not only did I never get those papers, I never even called the lawyer's office. So my revised plan was to get to the office on Monday if at all possible. Note well: nobody contacted my lawyer's office this week to try and get the things to help out my local case.
Today in the mail a nice, big envelope with a Mar. 17 postmark arrived from the lawyer's office which looks like it contains pretty much exactly what I need.
If you want to find me today, I'll be the one wandering around humming bits of the Police album Synchronicity.
Well, Thursday and Friday were spent at home rather than going to anyone's office, as I had to take some phone calls related to the local bureaucrap. Not only did I never get those papers, I never even called the lawyer's office. So my revised plan was to get to the office on Monday if at all possible. Note well: nobody contacted my lawyer's office this week to try and get the things to help out my local case.
Today in the mail a nice, big envelope with a Mar. 17 postmark arrived from the lawyer's office which looks like it contains pretty much exactly what I need.
If you want to find me today, I'll be the one wandering around humming bits of the Police album Synchronicity.