It’s the end of the world as we know it.

And I most certainly do NOT feel fine. I should be writing about my new Taekwondo classes. Or that Chris is out of town and I’m staying up too late each night, as is my way. Even going on about the wicked awesome lightning storm we had last night would be better than what I’ve got for you – which is a swift side-kick to the gut! Ok, maybe that is just how I took the news. You’ll be fine. Me? I’m not so sure. I found out yesterday morning (on a conference call!) that our new corporate overlords are closing down my office and eliminating my position. Fuck. I’ll work through July 1st and then it’s over. I’ll be unemployed. I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around this. I’ve worked here for over 9 ½ years! Getting up in the morning and coming into the office is just what I do. Even with a migraine pending, routine takes over and I find myself sitting at my desk with a cup of coffee. The office is my “happy place”. I have (had -thank you very much) the best job in the world! People are lined up a mile long for my job. And it’s gone. Just like that. And I am depressed. And Chris isn’t here. And I just signed a 6 month contract w/Robinson’s Taekwondo 2 nights ago. And I’m sitting at my desk with a cup of coffee and I’m not ok. Not even a little bit.