I was laid off today, along with everybody else. I was actually asked (begged a little) to remain on with a tiny executive team to help wind-down on a week to week basis, and I thought about it for a nanosecond. Been there, did that at another company in the 90s, when I had a husband's backup income. I decided that this time would be far more useful getting the house ready to put on the market. They understood. I took my package, hugged my goodbyes and that was it.
So tomorrow I will be up at 5 as always, because I have a whole new mission, one that benefits ME. I will be working on the house every day from now until the end of the year. On January 2 I will make myself available for temp/contract work at various agencies, and that should stretch the severance package dollars enough to carry me a while. If a great job comes along here I'll take it, God knows it'd be a hell of a lot easier than moving to MD, but that's not likely in this market.
2007 started with a crazy boss and endless office Drama, and then a ruptured brain aneurysm that nearly killed me, followed by a craniotomy and 2.5 months on FMLA. You'd think that would be enough for one year, wouldn't you, but I am nothing if not a Type A type, so I had to wrap it up with getting laid off. To kick off 2008 I will have to sell two houses in a shitty market, relocate myself and my nutty little mother, find a new job, and maybe, just maybe, have a little fun. Bring it on.
Edited to add: My horoscope this morning.
My daily work horoscope for today: “A problem has been bubbling under the surface, and you are relieved when it explodes from out of the depths with full-blown clarity. Now you can figure out what to do. Move ahead fearlessly, Captain.”