I haven't had a very good week. Last Tuesday I was told that my job is being eliminated in the merger that my company is going through. An old boyfriend's mother used to add "asshole" to sentences that end with prepositions to avoid poor grammar. So, last Tuesday I was told that my job is being eliminated in the merger my company is going through, assholes. It was a blow. I called my sister on the drive home from work, and she came over with two pies and two forks.
It's been rough. I'm trying to not waste energy wondering if this whole NY thing is working. I've been here for a year and a half. It's worked. Case closed. But I think it's normal to think about it all. What do I do? The job market appears to be just as bad as it was during those ten months I was looking for a job and depleting my savings last year. I don't have the details yet. But it's been a hard week.
There are positive things. It's not like it's time to renew the lease on my house and my misogynist landlords told me they'll keep me because I'm clean, but they'd rather rent to men because men can fix things themselves. Oh. My misogynist landlords told me they'll keep me because I'm clean, but they'd rather rent to men. Crap. Still looking for the positive things, I guess.