I got fired. First time ever. Thursday night around midnight. I work, wait, worked the graveyard shift, so that was early, not late. It dawned on me (3 days in) that I should keep track of what I'm doing. This could be an interesting blog. I should think of this as a bump in the road and/or an unplanned vacation. This is my attempt to turn lemons into lemonade. This is me trying to get over yet another tragedy. The good thing about this tragedy, is that it's less tragic the last tragedy. So going forward my tragedies will hopefully get smaller and smaller so by the time I'm 70 I'll be okay.
In the meantime, I'll keep you posted as to what I'm doing with my time. Should be fun. Or incredibly boring I haven't figured out which is which yet. I should start by saying that the first 3 days were spent completely intoxicated. I watched a lot of TV and only left the house to get more wine. This is the first day I've been able to carry on a conversation. Currently, I'm in bed with my cat. Not very exciting for most, but for someone who has worked graveyard for a little over 4 months this is kind of like heaven. I may get out of bed at some point but so far I don't have any plans to.
Yesterday I went to see Phil. I actually had to leave the house to do it! It was nice to see him, but I pretty much wanted to cry the whole time. He says I'll get better and I'll be ok, and somewhere I know he's right, but I don't feel it yet.
Before I went to his house I did spend some time by the pool. I came up with my next book idea which obviously I'm going to have time to start doing. I'll keep you posted.....
Unemployed Day 4
Eboni
