... of sorts ... Today I put in to take April fool's day off.
It was the first full day of unemployment for me last year. The idiots even missed pranking me on the right d*mned day. Idiots.
I came home that day, wearing a great little blue dress, looking adorable, and I changed from that into dog-walking pants, or jeans perhaps. And then I sat down on that sunny, beatiful day - made the calls one has to make - and then I watched a movie.
Cukor's The Women is a marvelous little film for springtime unemployment.
And for wealth porn, if you like that sort of thing, too.
But (as is the requirement because this is a blog) I digress. I got a lot done those first weeks. Job hunting (continued from the three months I'd already been doing it before the layoff even came), errands. Taking things to Goodwill, getting small things done and taken care of.
This year, I want to take a sunny Friday (or even a spring-rainy one, if that's on tap) and use it to go to Goodwill, give some platelets and plasma, maybe wander somewhere wonderful.
And marvel at my great good fortune, this spring, as opposed to where I was with that old-fashioned company who had no clue what to do with me (and rode a ten percent reduction in workforce to a bonus payout of over 180% - profit-grabbing idiots). Poor idiotic saps.
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