Sunday, June 7, 2009
Nature or Nurture?
Hubby went golfing with his buddies today. Since my ass was hurting from sitting on it for the last three days, I volunteered to "walk the dogs" with my cousin. It was only after we started that she said, "We have to walk for an hour. I had a piece of cake today." I looked at her dumbfounded. I had a peanut-butter brownie for breakfast, followed by a Frapuccino for lunch (with whip!). Still, I'm lucky if I used to walk from my desk to the ladies room. Now she wants me to walk a 2-mile course? "I clocked it," she said. Three miles later (she lied) I'm friggin crippled. Seeing a cute little brown bunny doesn't even make up for it. Now I won't feel so bad about sitting on my ass all day tomorrow on the computer updating job-search sites. Since I won't be able to walk, at least I can be productive. Where's the vicodin?
Friday, June 5, 2009
First day on the lam
12:30 a.m. - took some cold medicine and went to sleep with the tissue box.
6:30 a.m. - woke up with hubby, and he kissed me goodbye
6:45 a.m. - logged on to Facebook and email (thank God someone's up at that hour!)
7:00-11:00 a.m. - laid in bed like a slug with my computer, the remote, a jump drive and my phone. Played on FB and watched repetitive news (rain today).
11:00 a.m. - got dressed. Turned off computer upstairs. Turned on computer downstairs. Read through termination package; signed some stupid form for severance; called outplacement service; called unemployment (38-minute wait on phone).
12:00 p.m. - called unemployment again (25-minute wait on phone)
12:00 - 1:00 p.m. - back on FB
1:00 p.m. - Emptied dishwasher and made tuna sandwich; called unemployment again. Cursed like a sailor.
1:45 p.m. - Fell asleep on sofa
2:08 p.m. - Woke to phone call from recruiter (not a good way to wake up or take the call)
3:00 p.m. - Back on FB. Waiting for hubby to come home.
3:45 p.m. - After telling friend what I did today, which I thought was nothing, decided to write down positive steps I take each day to finding another job:
* Talked to recruiter
* Called outplacement
* Called unemployment (will call again later)
* Returned separation letter
* Thought about opening a consignment store with cousin
Hubby's home! Yay!
6:30 a.m. - woke up with hubby, and he kissed me goodbye
6:45 a.m. - logged on to Facebook and email (thank God someone's up at that hour!)
7:00-11:00 a.m. - laid in bed like a slug with my computer, the remote, a jump drive and my phone. Played on FB and watched repetitive news (rain today).
11:00 a.m. - got dressed. Turned off computer upstairs. Turned on computer downstairs. Read through termination package; signed some stupid form for severance; called outplacement service; called unemployment (38-minute wait on phone).
12:00 p.m. - called unemployment again (25-minute wait on phone)
12:00 - 1:00 p.m. - back on FB
1:00 p.m. - Emptied dishwasher and made tuna sandwich; called unemployment again. Cursed like a sailor.
1:45 p.m. - Fell asleep on sofa
2:08 p.m. - Woke to phone call from recruiter (not a good way to wake up or take the call)
3:00 p.m. - Back on FB. Waiting for hubby to come home.
3:45 p.m. - After telling friend what I did today, which I thought was nothing, decided to write down positive steps I take each day to finding another job:
* Talked to recruiter
* Called outplacement
* Called unemployment (will call again later)
* Returned separation letter
* Thought about opening a consignment store with cousin
Hubby's home! Yay!
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Chapter 2 - Starting Over...Again
You know, everyone has a chapter 2. Mine began when my husband starting screwing my best friend...or at least when I found out. Having started over nearly 3 years ago, I bought my own house (after crashing at my cousin's for three months, bless her), went on Match.com, found me a husband and got a stellar job at the corporate headquarters of Dunkin' Donuts and Baskin-Robbins.
Okay, so maybe I did fall down the stairs the first day (well, the first hour) of my new job - I still contend it was the Starbucks gods reminding me who was boss - but it was a great job with great people. Seriously, everyone's hopped up on caffeine and sugar...how bad could it be?
Yeah...today I got laid off. So did a lot of my friends. I know it wasn't personal; it was business, and I was expendable. Honestly, the worst part was saying goodbye to my friends. It's rare to find a largish group of people who work together all day, can tell each other to STFU and still sincerely like each other.
Although I cried all the way home, I realized that the schmo (I say that lovingly) who sat behind me has it worse. With a two-year-old and a baby on the way, he's got a little more to worry about. And he will; he's wicked anal.
So I called my cousin - the aforementioned boarding house marm - and told her she had her coffee buddy back for the summer. Our first stop? Starbucks. Why piss off the gods even more? With caffeine, all is possible.
Okay, so maybe I did fall down the stairs the first day (well, the first hour) of my new job - I still contend it was the Starbucks gods reminding me who was boss - but it was a great job with great people. Seriously, everyone's hopped up on caffeine and sugar...how bad could it be?
Yeah...today I got laid off. So did a lot of my friends. I know it wasn't personal; it was business, and I was expendable. Honestly, the worst part was saying goodbye to my friends. It's rare to find a largish group of people who work together all day, can tell each other to STFU and still sincerely like each other.
Although I cried all the way home, I realized that the schmo (I say that lovingly) who sat behind me has it worse. With a two-year-old and a baby on the way, he's got a little more to worry about. And he will; he's wicked anal.
So I called my cousin - the aforementioned boarding house marm - and told her she had her coffee buddy back for the summer. Our first stop? Starbucks. Why piss off the gods even more? With caffeine, all is possible.
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