Well. My prediction was right, Tuesday pretty much sucked. Wait, was that just yesterday??? Wow. If you haven't heard or guessed, I got laid off from my job at which I have been slaving my ass off for some time now. Along with some good friends. But oddly, I'm not...well...freaking out. I'm not saying it didn't SUCK, or that I wasn't filled with mixed emotions yesterday. But oddly, when I woke up this morning (in time to actually make it to work by 9, OH THE IRONY) imagine my surprise when I felt not pain, but relief. Because, YAY, I didn't have to go to WORK! Who wouldn't rather stay in their PJs all day?
The thing is, this happened to me more than 4 years ago, but it felt so much worse that time. I was younger, and at the time losing my job seemed like not only the greatest professional insult ever, but I thought I was going to lose everything without that bi-weekly paycheck. It wasn't easy, but I made it through almost a year like that, working contract jobs, and never lost my house -- my mind, but not my house. The big difference now, I suppose, is that I KNOW there are things worse than this. And I still have freelance work. And I'm a little better off financially now than last time -- getting laid off makes you paranoid about money for LIFE, people.
I'm not really sure what I'm going to do, where I'm going to go, who I'm going to see, etc etc. I just know that my biggest regret about my last bout with unemployment was that I had 10 months off and didn't. really. do. anything. I didn't go anywhere or enjoy the time off at all. I vow not to do the same thing this time, because life is too damn short and unpredictable. Perhaps the universe just said "get off your ass and LIVE a little, girlfriend" -- so that's exactly what I intend to do. You Only Live Once. Do Not Waste Opportunities. It's Only Money. It's Only Stuff. People Are More Important Than Things. blahblahblah. but it's all true.
Now, we'll just see how i'm feeling this time tomorrow... heh.