It's been almost two months since I lost my job........well, to be honest, hubby and I lost OUR jobs. We had been lucky enough to work together for over five years.....sadly, that led to being "let go" together.
"Let go" is such a kindler, gentler term than "you're fired" - unless you're the one on the receiving end. Maybe there's some legal mumbo-jumbo that protects the firing employer if they use "let go" - I don't know.....and frankly, I really don't care.
But, I must admit, these past few weeks have been pretty darned nice. We've settled into a pretty comfortable, if comparably spartan, existence. We actually have developed a nice daily routine. And the days aren't dragging by.
We don't go out to eat like we used to. We don't shop like we used to - I've had a little withdrawal on my "shopping therapy"! But we're okay. We're finding other things to do. And I'm having some fun time in the kitchen!
Being unemployed and 60 is scary. I know I still have good work years left. But will anyone want me? With the economy being what it is, and there being very few jobs in our area, the prognosis isn't good.
So, we go from day to day and hope something appears on the horizon. In the meantime, we've done what we can to put ourselves in a reasonable financial position......"just in case".
So, for tonight, I'm a survivor! That's enough for me for this day.
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