About three weeks ago, I got laid off. For a while I called it “fired,” and while it doesn’t particularly matter which you say–it all means unemployed–“fired” is the angry phase phrase.
I’m still angry, but no longer seething. Let’s call it upset but determined now. It’s a long story, but they made it so that it looked like they restructured the department, and I got severance, and my boss offered to connect with anyone she knew in Baltimore and provide an excellent reference for me. I was definitely blind-sided when it happened, and I think even my boss was a little reluctant to do it, but when a client complains, someone has to pay the price. I’d been thinking about looking for something else, but this wasn’t the way I wanted to start that search.
Now I’m applying. At first, a bunch of jobs each day, but now that it’s been a few weeks, around one or two every weekday. I applied to a bunch of part-time jobs in the culinary realm, but I realized that I think I want a full-time, 9-5 job where I get health insurance, a salary that allows me to save money on top of paying the bills, and a regular schedule so I can still have a regular social life (not that I have one here now).
Job searching can only take up so much time, though. I’ve been trying to go to yoga at least every other day. (I’d bought a month for $25 at Charm City Yoga before I got fired, and I still have a bunch of bikram classes left from a Groupon.) I cook every day, and sometimes I cook more than that. I’ve made two kinds of ice cream, soups, peach and pecan cake, peach muffins, homemade spinach fettuccine and tomato sauce, homemade pizzas, and more. I ran errands I wouldn’t normally have time to do. I watch a lot of cooking shows.
I’m starting to get a little nervous. I’m okay on money for now, and I started getting unemployment as of last week (which is mostly a joke in terms of how much you get), but I have to be really careful about excess spending. Maybe eat out once a week, definitely not clothes shopping, and I definitely can’t save anything right now. I had a whole plan to pay off my credit cards by February and start saving to start my own food business in a few years (or a downpayment on a house, or a new car that I’ll eventually need), but that’s on hold for who knows how long. It’s not comfortable living, that’s for sure.