I just went back and reread my last post. And I LOL’ed. And then had myself a good cry. Then I bought a pack of cigarettes and smoked one. Yeah! That’s right! Then I knocked off a liquor store. And then I drove around town looking at gang graffiti because I want to join the one with a “signature” I can do. And then I came home and binge ate chocolate and sloppy joes and drank a bottle of wine and took my medication (health first!) and then I went to bed for about 36 hours and now here I am. Now I feel able to make another post.
Let me first just clarify that it is not 3 million people out of work. It’s 11 million. And as of two days after that last post down there? I am one of them. *sigh* Yeah. I know. Everyone wants to know what happened. And I tell them. And I take responsibility for my part in it. And I’m working on letting go of the company’s part in it. Had a really promising interview for what I thought would be the perfect job but haven’t heard anything from them so I’m pretty sure that’s off the table. I’m surprised at the depression, I didn’t think that would happen to me. But I guess you learn a lot of things about yourself when hard times hit. I am so grateful for my friends and family right now and part of me is really looking forward to what’s coming next. I believe things happen for a reason. But I am so very bad at free falling and trusting. So. I cry some. I eat a lot. I look for jobs. I don’t get out unless I have to. Sorry. Just can’t do it. I meditate and sit in gratitude for what I do have right now in this moment and ask for grace and patience and speed in getting over myself and back on track. It’s gonna be okay. It’s gonna be okay. It’s gonna be okay.
Oh no! Wow. That sucks. I don’t even know what to say. Do we need to TP anyone?
WE DO! I will be posting names, addresses, and social security numbers here very soon. Have you ever heard the Amy Rigby song Keep It To Yourself?
Aunt B. If anything should happen. Just keep it to yourself. And also, I will buy you dinner.
Ha, that is too funny.
In times like these, I do wonder where this “Instant Karma” John Lennon was so fond of is. That’s for sure.
You’re awesome, Rachel and you’re going to get through this mess. We’ll be back in May so don’t go TPing without us.
Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em, my friend!
Once you’ve found your gang and practiced your signature, we’ll TP *and* grafitti some asses. Scraight up.