Thursday, November 09, 2006

Canned. For Freshness.

Okay, not really for freshness. Nevertheless, canned. Fired. Laid off. Not quite dooced, but the end result is the same, eh?

I have not shed a tear, and I likely won't. This is the best gift that they could have given me. Wooot! As I type this, I'm sitting in my pajamas with wonderful coffee collecting severance pay.

And, the universe has bestowed a gracious merciful wave of kindness over me. I already have two prospects. Certainly, it's possible neither will pan out. But to have two prospects before even getting a current resume together? I'm flabbergasted and honored and shocked all at once.

Wish me luck! I'm about to find an environment where I can be happy. What would make me happy? Glad you asked. Sanity. Time to breathe. A chance to actually interact with friends and family members. Expectations to fulfill that involve doing the work of two people rather than 5 or 6, which is what my previous job had become.

You can't see me, but I'm dancing a jig in the living room. Join me. Go on, get up and shake yo bootie. Woo hoo!


Blogger The Imperfect Christian said...

Woo hoo! I'm dancin' with you! Everything happens for a reason and you have the BEST attitude about this!

Sun Nov 12, 11:49:00 PM GMT-5  
Blogger Dani said...

What? No more 80 hour work weeks? Awe, how sad.

Now you will have more time for blogging! :>

I'd say file for unemployment too and enjoy a few months off! Heck - with Christmas around the corner we could all use some extra free time.

P.S. Thanks for your thoughts on abortion over at my blog.

Mon Nov 13, 02:41:00 PM GMT-5  

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