I was comfortable with my life. I was comfortable with working Monday-Friday. I was comfortable with my 3 year old son going to play with my Cousin or Sister and their kiddos all day. I was comfortable with my job. Then January 16th, it all changed.
I knew the company was struggling, I just didn't think that I would be the one to go.... I should have known. I should have seen it in the history of dealing with the people of that company. I didn't. It came as a total shock, when my Boss, who I thought of as a friend, told me those dreaded words: "I'm going to have to let you go."
That is to say, it was a shock. I let him know my feelings, and even had him convinced to NOT Lay me off, and to go a different way with it all. Once I got home though, I thought about it.... would it really be so bad? Financially, we would take a hit, but it wasn't a Death Blow. But could I do it?
Could I go to being a Stay-At-Home-Mother? How could I do it? How would my son adjust? Those thoughts were the most terrifying of all!
It has been 2 weeks. I have had my ups, I have had my downs. I have laughed, and cried. I am adjusting. I still feel lost, but at the same time, feel like this is where maybe I should have been. Who knows, maybe I will FINALLY get this little Monster Potty Trained!!
Luckily we are in the middle of a house RENO, and move... that has kept me busy, and I assume it will continue to do so for the near future....
What will happen after though?
