By now you know that I was laid off. This multi-part blog is about what losing your job does to you, and it's not all bad, initially.
This is about the emotions that follow losing your job. It's about the feeling that you get when suddenly BAM! it's over. It's about hope and being relentless in the pursuit of stability. It's about thinking WHAT NOW! It's about wishing you were independently wealthy.
So when I was laid off my first emotion was relief, yes relief. I was happy that I didn't have to do that job anymore and that I could walk away. My role had been morphing back and forth between two things and I was not liking it lately. However, I would continue to do my very best as long as I had my job.
I had a lot of irons in the fire, the future held lots of projects, and I had a full agenda right through the fall, and so I breathed a very little, teenie, tiny, little sigh of relief. In the back of my mind, I was glad that someone else would have to make it all happen, or not. I just knew it would not be me.
It was also right before summer and I thought, 'hell, I can use a break and I'll take the summer off to regroup'. So I left my job feeling okay with things and I basked in that feeling for a few weeks. I felt like this was a good time to seriously get my web business going and I was glad to have more time to spend with my son. So I was okay, for now.
Part 2 next, stay tuned...
It's me, just trying to get by.