So today was my first day of unemployment since...spring of 1996. Even though I'm laid off, I'm still not really allowed to talk about work, but let me just say that my employer is fairly notorious for laying people off for portions of their career.
Anyway, here's what I did on my big day:
I attended the inauguration reception for Idaho's first female sheriff. Cool, eh?
I went to a follow-up appointment on my eye swelling. Everything looks okey-doke, and the optometrist asked me if I had arthritis. I said, "Well, I pop my knuckles a lot because they really start to hurt if I don't. Plus, my grandmother had little crab claw hands by the time she died due to really bad arthritis." So he said that there is sometimes a correlation there. Greaaaaat.
I came home and had an utterly absurd e-mail that said I wasn't in the list of "most qualified applicants" for a job in Boise that I had applied for. This was ridiculous because it is a job I did FOUR YEARS AGO in nearly exactly the same capacity. I have gone beyond that in the complexity of duties and responsibility since then, so I'm actually way over-qualified for the job. The thing is, this agency rates the qualifications of its job applicants by computer. (insert sound of crickets chirping here) Computer. Riiiiiight. So now I have to figure out how to contact them to get a real human being to rate my application.
I was seriously pissed about all that, so I decided exercise and the resulting endorphins were in order. I took the dogs out snowshoeing for 45 minutes, resulting in tired dogs, much less crabby me, and hopefully slimmer thighs in six to eight weeks.
I later went on to exercise with my regular workout group--did a two-mile walking video, plus 8 Minute Abs and 8 Minute Buns. Go me.
Finally, I gorged on corned beef hash for dinner. Oooo, yummy!
What a big day. And think, tomorrow I can wake up late and do it all over again.