Damn.

For the first time in 22 years, I am unemployed.

When things started going downhill for my son a couple of years ago I knew the job I had at the time would not work for us; I was going to have to be out a lot for meetings, emergency pickups, etc.  When I found a job close to home and school that would allow me to work around the school issues, I rejoiced and jumped on it, even with the 40% pay cut.

Unfortunately, I was working for a friend.  Note to self:  Never work for friends again.

Over the last year, my "part-time and flexible" job turned into a 24/7 on call and at least 55 hours a week job.  Seems when people know your personal situation and know you need the job...they think you'll be a complete doormat to keep it.  Recently, my son's situation changed again and I discussed going back to my original hours with my boss.  Talks broke down and I was asked to resign, effective immediately.

So here we are.  Day 2 of having no job and I found out today that my son has been accepted at the private therapeutic school we've been trying to get into for 6 months.  I'm really trying to see this as an opportunity to try something new and make a new start, but being broke in the first place is making it hard not to panic.

People can be real assholes. 

This parachute is a knapsack!

I have come to the mother of all crossroads in my life recently and it's making my tummy hurt.

Unknown:  Where my son will be going to school (if at all) after the New Year.

Unknown:  Whether I will have a job as of Monday.

Unknown:  Where my son and will live after January.

See?  Tummy trouble.

It's not really Christmas until somebody cries

(I'm listening to '80s hair rock on Christmas Eve.  Is that weird?)

The Boy is upset because his cousins won't be coming over on Christmas.  The Girl is raging because her father and I have formed an alliance and will not help her rent an apartment in the Fall for her freshman year of college just so she can be closer to her girlfriend (Yes, you read that right.  Start getting over it now.).  My mother is pissed at me because I asked her to butt out of the afore mentioned drama involving The Girl until at least Thursday.

I just wanted to eat cookies and give people stuff, dammit.

Yaaaay.  Christmas!

Woosah.

I've deleted all old posts and started fresh because....I just needed to.

Is this thing still on?