So it has been a roller-coaster ride of a week, to say the least. In the past 7 days of unemployment, I've gone from sobbing like Nancy Kerrigan (whhhhhhyyy whhhhyyyy whhhyyyy???) to "who really gives a shit?" to "I'm kinda liking this!" to "I can't wait for tomorrow!" And at the lowest of the low points, my great friends were there to scoop me up, get that dirt off my shoulder, smack me on the ass and say "get back in the game, tiger". And I've only reached the highest points becuase of those very friends doing those very things.
Tomorrow I have an interview and immediately following it, I'm takin' my car, and I'm takin' my dawg, and we're headed to mommy and daddy's to spend a weekend on the lake. And Thursday Molly is coming and we're going to bask in our unemployment, sipping margaritas, getting tans, and reading Star magazine. And maybe applying for unemployment... why not?? Everyone else does it. OK, maybe not. Hopefully I will return home employed on Sunday, ready to start my new life and my new J.O.B. on Monday!
And at THAT point, I will finally be able tell Beacon to TAKE THIS JOB AND SHOVE IT! And all will be right in the world:)