I'd like to introduce you all to a friend I call "unemployment." He moved in yesterday.
Brandon and I knew it was coming. When they canceled his trip to Germany, he asked his boss (more or less) what project he needed to prep for after the Vodafone one (the one that took him to London all the time), and he was told "just focus on finishing up Vodafone." Then last week, lay-offs began. We added it up and figured he might be next. We saw the writing on the wall. We felt the breeze of change. We knew it was gonna happen.
And it did.
1. No job
2. Possible move again when we find a job
3. No job
1. Money until January
2. Health Insurance until January
3. Chance to find an awesome job
4. Still in school
5. We've done this before
Brandon and I are calm about this. Perhaps it's experience that is keeping the freak-out at bay (my freak out. Brandon doesn't tend to freak out). Maybe it's knowing we have some buffer time to find a job. It could be that Brandon rocks at treating finding a job as a job. Or it could just be that the zoloft is really, really working. Who knows? Who cares? All I know is we're being optimistic, so you should, too. Not about me, silly reader --about yourself! Be optimistic. It's possible, you know. To be optimistic.