The bad news: I was laid-off on Tuesday. Doc told me first thing in the morning and I got my last check and headed home.
The good news: I feel okay about it. Really. This was never meant to be a long-term job. I'm not looking forward to the job search again and I'm not sure how I'm going to pay for the things I'm accustomed to as an Elegant Woman of Leisure, like breakfast, but I genuinely feel that things are going to be okay. Sure, I cried a bit that day. And by crying I mean I cried until there was no moisture left in my eyes. You should not be alarmed by this. Crying is how I deal with things. I have also been known to cry over frizzy hair. But now I'm fine and will continue to be so. And how do I know I will be fine? I was driving home that morning, in tears, and I noticed one of those traffic meter signals on the other side of the freeway. On the front, facing the line of cars, were the usual green and red lights. And on the back, facing no one, was another red light which was clearly there to tell you that if you were already driving into on-coming traffic, by no means are you allowed to get off. And I thought to myself, there will always be funny thing to laugh at. See, totally fine.
But did I mention I have an Etsy shop?