Welcome (Back) to the 21st Century Me!

I can’t believe how fast a year can go by but it’s been just over that long since my last post. With every good intention to stay regular with new content it’s hard when the only device you have is a cell phone and a 4+ year-old iPad.

I splurged yesterday and got a new computer. An actual one — with a keyboard. I know, right?! I’ve had it less than 24 hours and I can say I *hate* Windows 8.xx or whatever version it came installed with. Yay for free upgrades in less than a month.

I’ve spent several hours getting used to it, downloading and getting updates, finding all my passwords for websites that my phone saves for me. You know, tedious stuff. Really. Satchel is loving it though. He keeps pawing and mewing and trying to get on my lap. He hasn’t set his sights on the keyboard yet.

I’m also relearning to navigate the many websites I used to frequent and how they have changed so much since I last used a real computer. And what’s with all the pop-up ads?! What happened to pop-up blockers? Do I need to find that in my settings, or browser settings or am I just stuck? I hope “stuck” isn’t the answer, because that would suck. Jus’saying.

One thing I’ve learned in the past few hours: one must keep up with technology or you will get lost.

When life hands you lemons…

The old adage “when life hands you lemons, make lemonade” sucks, especially when the lemon squirts you in the eye.

I had a job that I really liked, and was actually pretty good at — until today. “Had” being the optimal word. I got sacked, down-sized, budget-cut, let go.  All lemonade-y words for “fired.” I have to confess I was not perfect and had a couple of polite reminders from my supervisors about protocol, do’s and don’ts but nothing that I would think could put my job in jeopardy and most of us get those when starting something completely new.  The budget for my division has been under strict scrutiny since the end of a campaign in early January which began in early November.  The company devoted thousands of man-hours to this and it will not result in profitable revenue in the end.  As a result all employees’ time sheets were being watched for any overages.  Two weeks ago I put in 30 minutes of extra time, and last week 15 minutes extra wrapping up some details. I got a call today saying with the budget as tight as it is these two events have put me past the “she’s doing okay”  into “Danger!” and that was that.

I could stand and scream about the injustice and unfairness of it all.  But I’m really just too dumbfounded and numb to react; and a little bit mad.  I really loved working with and for this company.  I really was good at what I did.

Part of me wants to curl up in a corner and cry, feeling sorry for my pathetic self and ponder the answer-less question “What’s wrong with me?” The cheerfully optimistic lemonade makers would immediately chime in with nothing. The lemon-in-the-eye squeezers are full of self-doubt and condemnation. I’m waffling somewhere between the two tonight.

My husband suggested I take the time to write the next great American novel. Bless his heart.