Today was my last day of work. I had an exit interview at noon where I have to sign some papers. 45 minutes later I walked out of the building for the last time with my severance check in hand, which deposited at the credit union on the way home. They took out more taxes than I expected; so, the severance check was a bit smaller than I had hoped for.Being laid off from work has me feeling all discombobulated. And, I don't think the timing could have been any worse. I was informed that I'm being laid off the day before my daughter's wedding - and my last day at work was my first day back after my son's wedding.
I still haven't told anybody in my ward - I mean, how are you supposed to bring it up in conversation?
Them: How are you?Plus, with conference, Easter, and being out of town for my son's wedding - there just hasn't been much of an opportunity. With traveling to and from Florida, I haven't even been in church the last two Sunday's (just got back last night).
Me: Oh, I got laid off work, my life sucks, and I don't have any idea what my future holds - but otherwise I'm just peachy.
The thing is - I really haven't enjoyed my job much for the last few years. I've tried to do the best I could - and I got good ratings at work. But the thought of finding another job doing the same thing depresses me. Unfortunately, the things I would enjoy doing don't bring in enough money to pay the bills. So, I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place. How am I supposed to network if I don't even know what I want to do with my life going forward?
I've been working on my resume - and it's really hard trying to make my job sound interesting, exciting, and that I made a difference in the lives of others. I mean, how do you make "I wrote a design document and handed it off to a group of computer programmers in India to implement" sound interesting? It might have taken me months to come up with that design - but in retrospect, it just sounds lame. And, does anybody even care about some computer program I designed and implemented 25 years ago?
I'm feeling over loaded. I don't want to deal with any of this - I just want to shut down. I want to withdraw. I want to wrap myself in a cocoon and escape from all of this.
Maybe I should just go around blaspheming in hopes of being hit by a bolt of lightening so that my wife can collect life insurance . . .









