So I think we know by now that when things go badly for me, they go really, really bad. But did you know that when they well, they go really, really well?

Because they do.

That thing that I invested in awhile back? It was a lawyer. (Really, it was only a matter of time until I had one on speed dial. I'm just surprised it took this long.)

And while that whole investment (which included the single largest check I have ever written in my entire life) was more of a precautionary measure than a necessity and the situation has resolved itself entirely on its own, the end result is the same. And for that I am immeasurably relieved. That freak gust of wind that almost knocked you over on last week? That was me finally being able to exhale. I feel so much better now that I can, oh you know, breathe.

I'm staying mum about why I retained a lawyer, mainly because he told me not to talk about it and I am milking that guy for every last bit of advice he has because I have to make him earn his money some way. (And he's cute, but he's married, so that's out.)

But if you know me, chances are you already know a bit about what went down, and if you drink with me, chances are you know ALL ABOUT IT. The rest of you will just have to wait until this gets fully resolved. Or until the statute of limitations runs out.

(I kid.)

(Maybe.)

(Yes, definitely.)

(But then, I guess you'll never really know.)

(Hi Mom! Hi coworkers!)

So while the resolution of that whole snafu, for the most part, has been the highlight of my week, there have been several occurrences that have solidified the fact that my life right now? On an upswing.

Two weekends ago I had the best Manhattan of my life (ok, 3 of them) and was left the best voice mail message, bar none.

And this past weekend I saw an absolutely amazing musical performance in the back of a tiny guitar shop, drunk off of free art show wine that was snagged a block from the show.

Also last weeknd I bought a new car, one that I really wanted and initially tried to talk myself out of (I don't need a car that big, I should get something more practical, etc.) but ended up just saying fuck it and buying it.

This is big for me. I'm impressed with the fact that this new car? It has air conditioning! And a working radio! Since my other car? Going on 38 years old. I'm not getting rid of the Nova; rather, I'm planning on finally getting down and dirty and restoring her, which will be much, much easier when I'm not driving her 40+ miles a day, like I have for the past 8 years. A daily driver that gets 10 miles to the gallon? Say it with me: ouch.

So things have been swell, really. Fully expecting this trend of awesomeness to continue (Beirut tomorrow!) I'll be just a little bit disappointed if Saturday rolls around and I haven't yet been gifted a baby unicorn. Logical progression and all.