Wow. What a wrench in the works. Got fired last week. Escorted off the premises. Not exactly a wedding-y event, nor particularly romantic. There wasn't a lace wrapped piece of cake to be found anywhere.
Went into the office on Monday, having a good idea that I would be fired. On the way in to work, as I shook in the car, I thought of all the love in my life, all the people who support me, all the ways I am connected in beautiful community. And in my mind, as I got out of the car, I got tremendous strength by linking arms with all the beautiful strong people I know, starting with Twinkie on one side and Creampuff on the other, building and building a long arm-linked chain, and with the strength of everyone, I faced being fired. I thank you all.
Yikes. Once you start recording bits and pieces of a year, you realize all the things that happen over the course of a year. And for me, getting fired is one of them.
Today, when I was driving home from my lunch date with T.S., I saw a car and thought about those tin cans behind a newlywed's car, and wondered if it would be appropriate to decorate my car to celebrate just being fired. Obviously not.
Twinkie's papa is also very sick in hospital. We hope he gets much better soon. We invited him to the wedding while we were in the hospital.
Twinkie has been my rock for the last week and a bit during this ... change in circumstance. Can't imagine what it would be like to go through this riding my own crazy without a referee. Universe willing, this will all get settled this week.
Then, I'll get a new job and we will continue planning!
Must check in with Martha and see how many deadlines we have missed!
Yours in matrimony,
Cupcake
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