No longer a working mama -- for now

I can't get into the details, but effective as of yesterday, I am no longer a working mama. I've been downsized. It was one of those days where the tears flowed freely and I couldn't help but feel like I was a big, smelly, steaming pile of fresh poo. I imagine some day I will look back upon this day as one that changed my life for the better, but today I just feel like, well, blah. I'm trying to focus on the positive -- my performance was never called into question, it was apparently just a matter of the bottom line. But being the bottom line sucks, and it sucks even harder that now I have no idea what do about my babysitter, who has been with us for 15 months. Do I let her go? Plus, there's a little mouse eating our Stacy's Pita chips and crapping all over our baker's rack. It even comes out during the day. I hate that mouse, but not as much as I hate not knowing what I "do" for a living. Maybe someday soon the mouse will be dead, and I'll have a new path. That would be something!

Comments

[Meg]

Oh, Sandie, I'm so sorry. I hope that you find your "place" (you will, I know) soon and that Mr. Mouse leaves the building...hugs!

[Dave Lemen]

I feel very sad for you. I can imagine how yucky it all feels. Hang in there! We're very proud of you, and are looking forward to seeing how your next adventure unfolds.

[Toni]

Sandie - I'm so sorry to hear this news. We're going through something similar here, only it's my husband being bottom lined. Stupid bottom line. Grr.