Having written the title to that post, I'm not sure what else there is to say. I feel pretty much the same way I felt the day Eric was diagnosed: in shock, numb, going through the motions without really knowing what to do next, little hamster wheel of terror whirring in the back of my brain. I've never left a job involuntarily, you see. I've never been "downsized" before. I wasn't honestly expecting it when my CEO called me into his office to play the role of the Grim Reaper. And I don't know what to do. "Find another job" is of course Step 1, but I know that's not an easy thing to do, particularly when it comes to finding another job WITH INSURANCE.
I'm not completely without resources. I still have a tiny bit of savings stashed in what was once a plump, healthy IRA (she said, waving g'bye to retirement). My mom will help. I have a network of friends who will help me in my job search. Somehow none of that makes up for the fact that I'm without work. Unemployed. Damn, that's a BIG word.
I've been unemployed before, don't get me wrong. In 1990, I remember the Boston Globe's Help Wanted section was 4 pages long, and there was a line of 200 people for a 3 week temporary job as a limo driver -- I never even got close to applying for that one. I spent that summer driving across the US with my best friend eating sandwiches out of a cooler and sleeping in the parking lots of the National Parks. I could do that, when I was 24 and had no children or pets (and gas was <$1.00/gallon). Now... not quite so possible.
First order of business is to find out how to get discounted supplies, so... if anyone has any suggestions, now is the time to make 'em.