If you follow me on twitter than you probably saw my message that said this:
So yeah, yesterday was a fun day at work. I know I haven't ever really spoken about my job here and that was specifically because I (mostly) liked my job and didn't want to lose it. Too late now! The deal is that we were technically still a start up and we needed more funding. Funding that my bosses were expecting to get, but couldn't come up with. Funding that would have covered my next paycheck. So yesterday our whole sales team and service team, which is the team I was part of, was laid off.
Now, it's not all bad news. The company isn't going away. I was offered a small amount of work as a contract employee (small like 3 to 6 hours a week). It's not enough money to make up for my newly missing salary, but it's something. Because I'm thinking that with the economy totally sucking and this:
that finding a job might be kind of difficult.
This wasn't exactly the way I planned on spreading the news but now seems like as good of a time as any. I was hoping that I could wait until I had an ultrasound with a picture of something resembling a human, but the only picture I have so far makes it look like I'm birthing a bean, and my doctor's appointment next week is sans ultrasound. So, you'll have to make due with a picture of something I peed on. But I peed on it just for you! You're so special!
I'm due August 11, and I swear it's a boy even though I have no hard evidence to support this, only a fear of smegma and football.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to daytime tv. Kristabella has given me unemployment advice and it seems I'm not in need of a shower but I do need to figure out what channel Soapnet is so I can watch old 90210 and the OC. Good times!