As I read this Sunday's New York Times Magazine, there was an article by the former editor of a magazine who talks about losing her job when the magazine folded. She had been there for over 20 years and it was a hard adjustment for her.
Her article went on about other transitions in her life -- divorce, children moving out on their own. And then, she talked about how she had to put her house on the market and how hard it was to do that since it was the place where her kids grew up, and where she hoped future grandchildren would be able to visit. Of course, and here's the difference between the rich and us, she had another house to go to in Rhode Island that she had purchased after her divorce several years ago.
I say good for her. She made a sound decision to strike out and position herself so that she had something to cushion herself in the event of a fall. Unfortunately, we are not that savvy; the loss of my job means we've taken a big hit financially. This house we live in is the only one we've owned. It was actually going to be the starter house that we would hold onto for two or three years to build up some equity...October will be 30 years of building and losing equity in a lot more than the house.
Being at home is driving me completely nuts while I post my resume and apply to jobs that pay less than half of what I was making. Maybe I'm so grumpy because it's Monday...it is Monday, right? (loss of job = loss of sense of time and space), and it's raining.
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