My general manager called an emergency meeting today at lunch. Seems he's met with our funders and they have chosen to not extend our contract past March 3, 2006. My immediate thoughts?
"OMFSM, this is what I get for digging such a deep hole of debt. No job. How am I going to cope?"
"Hello? Heidi? You knew this was a possibility. You aren't actually surprised are you?"
"Hmmm...this could be my chance to move on with my life!!!"
"Christmas is next week. Why now??? My family is DEFINITELY not getting gifts this year."
"God bless Jenna for *giving* me my ticket to the Brad Paisley concert. Knowing I don't have to pay her back is SUCH a huge load off my shoulders"
"Wow. No job. I've joked about this for years. Now it's a reality."
And on and on.
As you can see I'm not shocked, I'm not heart broken and I'm definitely not freaking out...at this point. Anyone who knows me knows that I have been...shall we say...unsatisfied? With my job of late. "Job" is a broad term though. I like what I DO (administrative support) I just don't get fired up about WHY I do it and the services we (as an organization) provide (employment services in the non profit sector). I've talked and thought about moving on for a long time. This could just be the kick in the pants that makes it happen.
So, my boss finishes telling the group that we have 10 weeks of work left and then he calls me into his office. <
Something tells me this was a GREAT time to start a blog!!!