A lot has happened in the last month. My brother moved in with us. He was laid off, and I actually asked him to come live with us. It's a win-win. He saves money and in return can help us out with getting the boy from school and to and from sports practice, etc. Things were working out pretty great this last month. Happy, happy, happy.
Then I got laid off.
I can't say it was a surprise. I could see it coming a mile away. I spent the week before Christmas looking for a new job. I've hinted on this blog as to what a nightmare work has been. It was actually a relief.
I've been reflecting a lot upon my life lately. Every time I go to church I think about the things I need to change in my life, and work seemed to be the one thing I didn't feel was making me a better person. I was stressed out, wasn't sleeping well, and just generally unhappy. My workload was getting increasingly larger, and in the end I was basically doing the job of two people. Everything in my personal life suffered. I could tell it was time to move on. I just hadn't found a place to move to.
I can already feel a difference. I feel lighter. Happier. My laugh has returned. I have no hard feelings toward my employer. I truly feel there is an underlying mental issue. At the same time, I'm not proud to admit that I get a ton of pleasure hearing how they are struggling in my absence. From what I hear, they will be closed by June.
My plans for now are to look for another job. In this crappy state that doesn't look likely, but I have hope. If I don't find anything in my field I'm going to go back to school. I'm only a few semesters away from my degree (quit for the job I had!) so at least I'll be accomplishing something.
In other news, my BFF is pregnant again. Four months after giving birth. She had a c-section and was told to wait about a year before having another, but apparently they couldn't wait. She asked me if she should be concerned and what were the risks. I was very blunt and told her that since my uterus rutptured for no reason, I'm probably not the person to talk to about risks. But knowing her, everything will be fine. I sometimes feel like she's one of those people who f's everyting up, but still comes out golden.
If you haven't done so, please go over and encourage one of my favorite bloggers, Jen. She has an infertility blog that had a lot of deadbabymama followers. I never imagined she would become a deadbabymama. My heart just breaks for her.
Happy New Year everyone.