I found out last Monday that I was going to be laid off, sans pay this week. I'm supposed to go back Monday, January 4th, but I don't know if I'll be told to go home or if I can work. I didn't do anything wrong, December is just a tough month financially for the company I work with and they decided to lay people off (I'm not the only person not working this week). I'll go into details later, but I'm hoping I can find a job in St. Louis, STAT. I'm using this week with no work to be as productive in finding another job as possible.
I met with my professor from school yesterday, and he gave me some tips. He's going to make some phone calls as well. I'm dropping off resumes in person in St. Louis all day today and tomorrow, and I signed up for some jobs on a freelance writing website-I already got one bite in less than 24 hours! (Don't worry, it's a legit industry website and not a scam).
Anyway, I just feel so anxious and sad. Being laid off the week of Christmas truly came from left field, and I feel like the rug has been jerked out from underneath me. I have to have full time work, and it's looking like that's going to be in St. Louis. But every time I think about moving out of the house I share with my sister and my dog, I want to cry. Because as much as I miss Ryan, my whole family is here, and moving is going to be hard.
I'm trying to look at this as a good thing. If I can get a job in St. Louis, I can be with Ryan every day, which will obviously be wonderful. My family will only be 2 hours away, and they come up to St. Louis all the time. My job wasn't really going anywhere, and there are way more opportunities in St. Louis than my po-dunk small town. The support that Ryan and my family has offered me is astronomical, and I'm so thankful for it.
Anyway, hopefully I'll have time to blog for the rest of the week. If not, I'll be in a job searching frenzy! 2009 has really kept me guessing!