December 08, 2007
One of the lucky ones
Enough of that. Time to get out of my funk.
I didn't sleep Thursday night, so around 3:00am I just gave up and started working. Ran some reports, sent a bunch of faxes and emails and actually - got a lot done.
By noon I was done. Hit the wall. Finished. So tired by 6:00 last evening I just pretty much passed out.
Which of course meant that I was awake at 3:00 this morning.
If I was a baby I'd tell you to turn me head over heel so I could get my days and nights straightened out.
Either way - I need to get over myself.
I didn't LOSE my job. I still make pretty good money. I'm still doing something I enjoy, to an extent.
I'm one of the lucky ones.
A total of 158 people lost their jobs. A lot of folks took a cut in pay, like I did, but have a whole family to support.
Yesterday I was really pissed. I felt betrayed, used, unimportant. But......there were executives in my company that fought to keep me. Like I said, I'm one of the lucky ones.
So today I'll get my ass OUT of these jammies, shovel the drive and go to the grocery store. I'll clean my house and get ready to make yummy Christmas goodies for my customers and friends.
I will go and sleep IN MY BED tonite, and tomorrow I will laugh and cook and have a great day.
Dee is fixing the brakes on my car of Christmas. So that takes care of that worry. So it takes longer to get Paradise furnished. Anything worth having is worth waiting for.
I have a friend who works as a "contractor" in the same business I do. We actually started out on the same day with the same company. He is having to work as a "contractor" - no benefits and strictly commission. Right now, his monthly check is about $1,000. And in this position you pay your own expenses - you gotta spend money to make it. I have nothing to complain about......
So - no more Whiny Wilma. No more pouting. No more, no more, no more.
It's going to be fine. I'll make a few adjustments, figure out how to get everything done.
Like I said - I'm one of the lucky ones. I need to keep reminding myself of that......
Posted by Tammi at December 8, 2007 05:05 AM | TrackBackYou are right Tammi. Time to stop feeling sorry and get on with life. It could be so much worse.
I too am spending tomorrow making my Dad's famous peanut butter fudge to hand out as goodies, so I will be thinking about you while I am enjoying doing something that we both love to do.
Posted by: stacy lee at December 8, 2007 06:59 AMThat's one of the things I love about you, Tammi... you get down, but then you pull yourself right up and out of it again. I know some folks who can't - or won't - think that way and lemme tell you, it makes you special.
...Which is probably why the suits went to battle for you. ;)
Oh, and posting some recipes wouldn't be amiss... LOL!
Posted by: pam at December 8, 2007 07:46 AMYes, its time, but you were entitled to be angry and feel crappy about it. It sucks when you think someone is going to pull the rug out from under you, when you still have a pay cut, and when you see people you care about lose their jobs. Lay-offs SUCK. I've been through so many. So, you're entitled to be angry and feel crappy, but at some point you have to pick yourself up and keep going, which you've done.
I'm glad you have a job, and honestly, even happier that you know people fought to keep you. There is something to be said for being appreciated...
Posted by: Bou at December 8, 2007 10:30 PM