Okay, CLEARLY I’ve been in hiding. Kind of avoiding the poor old blog. Give me a sec and I’ll get you up to speed.
Last Monday I was laid off — for all intents and purposes, out of the blue — and rather than cry, my first reaction was YIPPEEE! Although I’ve made every effort not to vent about work here on da blog, my personal sanctuary, no doubt you’ve heard a few rants about the nasty office stew I swam in every day. Sharks, jellyfish and more often than not, a rusty spear in the back. Treacherous waters.
So, when I was called into the board room at 4:30 and told I was being let go due to the “economy?” It was as though a 50 lb. toilet had been magically lifted from my shoulders. Forget about being unemployed … I was FREE! And just like that? I became my own boss.
I’ve made what could be a life changing decision, Doogs. I’ve decided not to panic — instead, choosing to take advantage of this amazing opportunity to devote full time to my passion, Swap Mamas. (Oh, and the blog, of course … no more slackin’.) It’s a bit scary, but more than anything, it’s EXHILARATING. I’m doing something I love and helping people in the process, and it’s all a bit heady. So what if I’m broke for awhile? I’ll survive. I know if I don’t take this chance, I’ll regret it.
Along with my declaration of independence however, came a bit of unexpected revelation. Call it Twitter Exuberance. Call it Facebook Diarrhea. Suffice it to say, I’m out of the Blog Closet in my hometown, and that has caused a bit of internal … turmoil. Now that people in the bubble know I have a second identity … well, that changes everything, doesn’t it?
So there you go. Big week. Big dreams. Big change.
It’s all good.