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Day 7: Cue the Barenaked Ladies song

IT'S BEEN ONE WEEK 🎵🎶

Now that that song is properly stuck in your head, I feel like I can move on.

I can't believe it's already been a week since I was laid off. When you think about having only 4 weeks of severance, that went too fast. This isn't a pity post, but I'm being realistic here. I'll be able to claim unemployment once the severance ends, but I'm not going to pretend that will fund the lavish lifestyle I've become accustomed to... by which I mean brunch once a month, my membership in BOTM, and my dogs' grooming schedule. Yes, when I say, "my lavish lifestyle," I really mean theirs. They have spa days way more often than I do.

Luckily, I picked myself up off the ground yesterday and made some progress. I found some mistakes in my resume (oops) and applied to a couple of jobs. I've reached out to friends for both connection and networking, and I've had success in both. Today I baked my third baked good since being laid off. I may need to scale that production schedule back or start sharing. Maybe both.

Before I ramble on too much longer, I have 2 things I can't stop thinking about today:
  1. Life is an open book test, and I am trying to use free resources. The NYS Department of Labor has a partnership with Coursera that if you are unemployed or underemployed, you are eligible for a free membership. I am thankful for this because there is a position I am interested in, and I found a course online that will help me sound like less of an idiot. I'm also going to my local public library next week when there is a representative from New York State of Health so I can figure out what to do next.
  2. Losing a job is a crash course in the stages of grief. It sounds ridiculous, but I've dealt with some pretty heavy losses in my life, and this feels like one of them. I wasn't expecting to go through the stages, so I am a little surprised (add that to my list of emotions) to find myself here. I'm mostly sticking in the realm of "anger" right now, so just know that if you want to ask how I'm doing.
Ok, back to studying, I guess. Actually, first a trip to the bank to get a notary to witness me signing my employment separation papers. "Please sign here so that we know you agree with this separation." No wonder I'm angry.

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