FroggerGirl's Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day....

Have you ever had a day that starts with a bad feeling? Inauspicious signs seem to be there? That would be my day today. I had a call from a friend that kept me up late, and thus made me decide to sleep instead of run this morning, but in resetting my alarm, I screwed up and overslept. My morning was rushed, traffic seemed against me and now that I think about it wheels were in motion for the bad that was to come.

I got to work and it was eerily quiet. Things have been slow, so this was not totally a surprise, but my co-worker (daughter of the boss) was kind of weird with me. My Boss was not very engaged, but I assumed our slow business had her down more than usual. Then came the bomb, and try though she might to set it down gently, all bombs sent on a mission seem to explode no matter how careful you are. She asked what I had heard about my Govt job prospects, then came sentences involving the words, numbers crunched, business low, overhead not met, Boss Lady taking a pay cut, co-worker is taking a pay cut...so I volunteer I can take one too...except that is not to be. Blood is thicker than age, skill or the bills I have to pay, so co-worker will keep her job...mine, well not so much. Then boss lady kind of trailed off, no timeline had been set, she was going to try to make some calls for me, but we both new no easy job fix would come. By the time I left the office I knew that this week I would have income, but next week, well there is the mystery for FroggerGirl.

Emails went out in a call to arms to friends who can help in my interim search for temp work, ideas and aid were received and pep talks and hope given. Then other spectres of dread...my desire to move into DC, job panic, a wedding I am supposed to attend...followed by tears. Tears I desperately don't want to shed because I am strong, this is not the end of the world, and tears will not help...but tears come anyway. Tears that make my head hurt, my nose stuff up and my body ache. Tears keep coming unbidden in fits and starts, but I guess that is what sheer terror can do to a girl out of a job who has never been in quite this position before.

Plans are being laid and lists are being drawn up and I can cope with this...perhaps after more tears. Unpleasantness will follow, but that too shall pass. I knew in some back part of my mind that this economic crumble in the housing market would hurt me directly. I knew in some way that challenges I did not want, but must face was looming...and now here they are...KABOOM...in my face. I have survived it and will soon rebuild. Hopefully better and stronger than how I feel now, which is hurt and a bit scared, but determined to overcome and triumph, even though I know it will be hard.

Pollyanna is in my head too, whispering that everything will be OK. Everything happens for a reason. Tears are acceptable for today, but tomorrow they have to go away. Too much to do to wallow in the muck of self-pity. Jobs and apartments need to be found and tasks accomplished.

I would give anything to trade my Terrible, Horrible etc... Day with Alexander. his seems a hell of a lot better than mine! ;-)