And just when you think things can’t get any more stressful? You get laid off.
I went into work today, begrudgingly as always, and then left…well…more begrudgingly. Five days after announcing my pregnancy, there I am, unemployed. I am not terribly upset about being unemployed, mainly because I can’t think of anything I hate more than that job. (Except maybe one of my previous jobs…) I am exhausted, fat, and now, without health insurance. Isn’t life grand?
That said, I will just put it out there that I absolutely believe that this situation is based solely on my pregnancy and the fact that there were rumors that lay offs would start after the new year. I am fairly certain that, because of my condition, and the expense on the small company that employed me of the time off I will have to take, I was the prime target of this. It is disheartening because I have been there for almost four years, but also, as I said, a relief. Such an intense hatred of something can’t be good for the baby.
But I won’t say that I haven’t freaked out and thought about going and hitting several choice people in the face (or with my car) today. I have. And the fantasies have been almost as real as the ones I have about stabbing the cast of The Real World. And that, my friends, is serious.
I know that things will work out for the best. My Beloved and I did have some things in mind that we couldn’t do while I was working, so now, well, I am all freed up for the time-being. I am hoping that I am eligible for unemployment and can take a little time off to decide what happens next. In the meantime, I am just doing research on assistance programs and things in the area.
It is frustrating to think that a company that I have worked long, and ridiculously hard hours for would do this to me now. NOW?! Really?
Anyone experienced in knee-breaking, hit me up. Have I got some work for YOU.
Also??? I NEED WINE.