My day started with burning a bagel so bad the fire alarm went off.
Of course we opened all the doors and windows to get the smoke out to stop the smoke detector's noise.
Because the sound was so loud, we never remembered, or realized that the house alarm was going off.
When the fire alarm stopped, the house alarm was going.
Rushed over to shut it off.
The phone rang, it's the alarm company.
Because I didn't know the PASS CODE, they sent the police. We never HAD a pass code! There I was in my Taz PJ's, hair all mussed because, it's early early in the morning and I still hadn't had a complete cup of coffee and I'm telling the cops that it's a false alarm. They charge for those these days.
Anyway, it turns out, the small company contracted with a professional monitoring company just a WEEK ago. One week, And they were not supposed to ask for a pass code. Because we never had one. Nor had our contact information ever been forwarded to them so they didn't know if I was lying or not.
One stressful situation averted/
The arsenic in the sauce? Well, some of you know that I had surgery and am now 4 weeks post-op. So, I've been out of work. And I know they missed me and I was sort of looking forward to going back. In fact, this coming Monday.
At 11:13AM I got a call. It was my boss. She said " This isn't going to be a good call. " And I thought, oh no, what did I forget to do before I left for surgery?" I wish that was all it was.
She said, "I'm laying you off". She's closing her law practice. I am now out of work . Earlier in the week, I'd wished for one more week, because I didn't feel I was quite healed enough. Be careful of what you wish for. I don't have to go back to work next week after all. Now, I don't even have a job to go back to.
Add to the misery. I can't call my husband at work. Why ruin his day? I tried calling my mom. No answer.
Called a good friend -no answer. For a moment there, I just broke down. How do you deal with this kind of bombshell all on your own? Fortunately, my friend called me back within minutes and I was able to at least have an ear. That meant a lot to me. She was such a God-send because at that moment, I wasn't alone bearing the weight of the results of one of the worst phone calls I've ever had.
I have kids with special needs - medical needs. Where am I going to find another employer who is as understanding and accommodating as my old boss? It was a dream job. But like all dreams, they end. You wake up too soon and you lose that good feeling and harsh, cold reality slaps you in the face.
I have no idea what I'm going to do. How to proceed. Obviously, I have to update my resume. Oh my gosh, at my age, who is going to hire me? The economy sucks and there are so many well qualified people out there who've been looking for months, YEARS, for a job.
I'm a very scared person right now.