The Mountain. {An unexpected update.}

Dear friends,

The judge ruled yesterday on our motion to reconsider his dismissal of our condemnation hearing and the summary judgment against us.

The ruling was not in our favor.

No surprise. What was surprising is that the judge only took 27 days to respond when he had 63. First time we’ve ever gotten a quick decision out of this district court.

So now we file an appeal with the appellate court. We have some time to do this — 45 days I think. (I’m not certain and I’m too lazy to ask Mr. Mom.)

You know what’s interesting? I had absolutely no reaction to the news. Mr. Mom told me and I was kinda like “Huh.” Honestly, I think that’s a very good sign.

Upon reflection, I have decided that writing about the mountain all spring and summer — at the same time I was preparing for Kate to go to college — wasn’t the smartest thing I’ve ever done. I thought writing about the mountain would be cathartic, but it wasn’t. In many ways, it just amplified my frustration. Combine that with coming to terms with my oldest child leaving home, and I realize now I set myself up for an emotionally taxing summer.

Despite that one-two punch, I’ve been feeling pretty terrific lately. Work has been going well, I’m settling into the parent-of-a-college-aged-child routine, and I feel like the old spring is back in my step. I didn’t even stumble over this latest disappointment from Colorado.

Mr. Mom, of course, is working every angle. He and our attorney, Matt O’Malley, have devised a strategy that is not dependent on the outcome of the appeal and he’s spent countless hours on the phone and email researching details and lining up the players. I’d tell you about it, but it’s exceedingly complicated and I have absolutely no appetite left for this story — other than a quick update, of course.  If we prevail, however, I’ll be happy to share the details in a big triumph-of-an-ending.

In the meantime, I’m going to keep on keeping on. Which means — you know — counting my blessings.

With gratitude {for — in no particular order — autumn, Friday, a clean house, and a chance of rain},

Joan, who, if it rains, suggests it will pour baked goods all over her kitchen (stay tuned!)

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Comments

  1. I am going to start out with a mention about it being cool and rainy here in Central Texas this AM because it is usually me moaning about how it is neither one. And that’s the thing, Joan Marie, at least partly because of your approach as recorded here I am not only grateful but so much more deeply aware of my gratitude. For that I thank you.

    I’m glad you’re feeling settled in to the college Mom routine, never doubted you’d quickly get the hang of it. The acceptance of that routine is typically a bloom well watered by the Mom’s tears. I believe you’ve seen the worst though don’t be shocked if you feel jangled again at the end of the winter holidays.

    Now for that mountain! It could be the change of venues from district to appellate court is a good thing. Perhaps a judge with a different (less local) perspective will see things in a way that works more to your benefit. Gavels crossed it will. Have a lovely weekend!

  2. Oh I was so hoping it was a good unexpected update. And I leave here being very envious of your clean house. sigh. Off to continue the mundane house chores. But because of your post, I will try to be grateful for the house that I have and all the cleaning it involves.

  3. I’m at 5,000 feet in your mountain state. Ft. Collins visiting an old friend. The light is gorgeous, the air is light as a spruce needle. It’s an autumnal Friday for the record books.

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