Quiet Day

During yesterday's layoff conversation, my director invited me to stay home from work today.

Last night during what started out as a particularly satisfying Nia class, I stepped wrong coming out of a spin and twisted my ankle.

This morning I woke up with a sore throat.

I'm taking this as an engraved invitation from the universe to spend today in bed and/or on the couch, writing in my journal, catching up on Netflix, and reading.

I don't even have to burn PTO for a sick day. ;-)

Housing Transition

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Thank you, everyone for yet another round of kind and supportive comments.


oakmouse reminded me yesterday that initiations have a tendency to surface what's "not working" in your life and force change. My day job at MyCo is a big improvement over being an admin, but it's still not really what I'm supposed to be doing. So I'm considering this lay-off to be a strong kick in the backside from my goddesses toward something that will be better for me.

Another place that hasn't been working is my living situation. I love my beautiful three-bedroom, two-and-a-half-bath townhouse -- but the fact is that I really can't afford it. This has been getting more and more obvious over the past couple of months. Being laid off has also brought that situation to a crisis. I just talked with my leasing office and there's a two-bedroom, two-bath apartment available in the complex for $1,145 -- an $800 reduction in my monthly rent. I'm going to look at it tomorrow. It will mean no longer having an office or library, and I'd be losing my garage, but that third bedroom is more than I can afford at the moment. Besides, breaking my lease here would involve being charged more than $1,500 in fees. Staying in the complex would mean continuing to enjoy excellent service, proximity to my parents, and Wolfling remaining with her friends. Besides, it's beautiful here.

I'm going to see what's available elsewhere, just to compare, but this is feeling like the right thing in my gut.