Sorry for the delay since my last post... I didn't mean to leave you hanging after the shock. I think we're both feeling pretty optimistic right now, that this is the kick in the pants Sugar D needed to get a job that makes him happier (although he wasn't unhappy in the job, he wasn't 100% satisfied either). And, if you have to lose your job suddenly, on the cusp of summer has got to be the best time of year for it. So, my goal is to make the next eight weeks the Summer of Love. I'm only working three days a week, so I figure let's use those extra two days a week to have fun as a family. We have old friends to visit in Montreal (AND I've never been there before), new friends to see in Toronto, and lots of photos I want to make. We also have family to visit and my parents' cottage on a small lake in Eastern Ontario to do it in.
All that said, I can't help but notice the stomach pains and nausea I've been having since Tuesday, which feel a lot like the nausea I felt when I was on strike in 2002. Intellectually, I can know that we will be ok, that I can probably switch back to full time in September if I need to, and Sugar D will surely get EI. But emotionally, the uncertainty is a bit harder for me to deal with, I guess.
Thanks for your sympathetic comments... although did you read my post about kids being teased? Because I'd love to have more dialogue on that subject...
Oh -- and congrats to Sage and Mad and B&P for the perfect post awards this month!!
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