Writing Hiatus End - Work Hiatus Begins

Damn, It's has been a while and I really don't know where to begin. So much has happened since I last wrote anything. Hurricanes devastating the Gulf Coast. Bush Administration dropping the ball on the hurricane response. My Favorite New Uncle Passed away before I really got to know him (more on that in a later post.) Just too much. So, I have commited myself to writing something, anything at least once per day and posting here or somewhere else.

Today marks my first entire week among the employed masses. Two days before my last post in August, my employer at the time notified me that I was being laid off in sixty days. Sixty days later and I get my final checks, whatever stuff I could carry out of the office and sent on my way. Eleven years and six months later and I don't even rate a severance check. The reason being for no severance is because they gave us advance notice and legally they are not required to give a severance. That's fucked up, but that's the way it is.

Now, it's one week later and I am just beginning to come out of my fog. Terrell was down for the weekend and although I was happy to see him, I did not show it very well. From the time of the lay off notice until the day I left, I put on my House Nigger face so no one would know that I was really feeling anxious and worried about the possiblity of not working for an extended period of time. The next day after I could not get up or get dressed. It was like all of the wind was let out of my sails and my ship was just sitting there waiting for a breeze to move me along. I finally convinced myself to get up and shower and call EDD to start my benefits claim, so I will have some money coming in. A lot of people don't know that I am an ex-felon and a few years ago I was convicted of domestic violence against the only woman I ever really thought of spending the rest of my life with. So, my prospects look good because of the job skills that I have but because of past deeds, things don't look so rosey.

Time to get off my semi-depressed ass and get to living. I got the car insured until next year. I got a brand new set of tires on the car. Next is to get the old girl tuned, smogged and registered for the next year. Clean the damn house. Lots to do and I have nothing but time.