The above link is of Ella Fitzgerald, who is of course wonderful, but my recording is of Emilie-Claire Barlow but I can't find her recording on Youtube. However, here is a tiny clip of ECB singing the song: www.emusic.com/album/Emi
Anyway, I prefer a really uptempo version (you can also get an uptempo version of Nat King Cole singing this song).
Okay, enough complaining about the song!
It IS true.
I am unemployed. I've resume work to do and references to contact etc. etc. yadda yadda yadda and I am running around like a manic nut and all I can say is that I am, I kid you not, having a fabulous time.
Today's fabbishness comes from a lot of things, and from a lot things not happening, so here goes.
I'm in good shape. The company provided a decent separation package, including employment counseling. We will, of course, be practical and watch our dimes but no one will starve, no one will need to buy cheap food to get by, the mortgage will be paid, etc. I can say that, for a fact, those things will happen for quite a while before any serious dipping into savings needs to be done, and then savings can be dipped into for quite a while before it will run out. We are not wealthy people but we have always had contingency plans and now the plan is being implemented.
More good news is that I am in demand, just like I was last time (just under a year and a half ago, there's blogging on that search, too). Last time, it took me four months to find work. I suspect that this search will be comparable when it comes to length and intensity level. Even though I am interested in going in a new direction, I have options. I have already gotten three recruiter calls and a serious inquiry from a major employer.
As for intensity level, it is very, very high. I am throwing myself into this search, and into fitness activities as I believe the two go hand in hand. While time spent getting fitter does eat into time I could be spending looking for work, much of that time probably would have been spent taking breaks or the like as I'm already putting in 6 - 10 hours per day on searching and working on searching (e. g. resumes, getting organized and the like). Fitness is of paramount importance now, far more than even before. It is important to rack up the cardio minutes. I feel better, I have even more energy, and I burn off nervousness so that I can go out and do what needs to be done. Plus the gym (and, today, I walked around the Seaport area with my mentor) gives me socializing time. Preventing depression and inaction, e. g. hopping past inertia, is vital.
I am also in touch with my fellow laid off workers (there are over 20 of us). People are in various stages of pain. And some are projecting it onto others.
Oh, you must be so desperate.
No, I'm not, I say.
Oh, you must be so depressed.
Nope, I'm psyched, I say.
Oh, you must be so worried.
Nope, not really, although I know I might become worried later.
Now, keep in mind, my husband has a good job and has benefits, we don't have children, Christmas isn't our holiday, the car is paid for and we have no credit card debt. And, I've got mad skills.
We'll be fine. Heck, we'll be better than fine.
We'll be kick-bun AWESOME.