Crap, crap, crappity, crap, crap, crap. My one co-worker told me we're going to be losing our jobs around Easter.
She said Boss #2 told Overtime Hawg. I'm guessing Overtime Hawg was listening in on the conversation between Boss #1 and Boss #2 because they're both pretty fed up with her, so I find it hard to believe either would confide in her.
On one hand, I'm glad cuz this heads up gives me a little time to decide what I want to do and look around, but on the other hand, I'm rather pissed our boss isn't coming right out and telling us so we don't get stuck at the last minute. We have a right to know when the job will end if she knows. I've gone to work one day and found out I won't need to come back the next more often than I care to think about. It SUCKS BIG TIME to have a pay one day and none the next. But I've had this job for six years and in this line of work, that's a good run.
I think it's time for me to move on. I'm not as panicked as I was when I heard about this possibility in December. Now I feel more like it's time to move forward, on to something better and more exciting. I think the only way to allay any fears I have is to be pro-active and move on to another job before this job ends because it's the lack of ANY income I'm fearing.
I honestly don't know if I want to stay in elder care. I'm kind of tired of it and I never really set out to do it in the first place. I kinda fell into it, and it's ok, but I want to be doing something that challenges me mentally and creatively for a change, and it would also be great if I was qualified to do something like that. Yuck. At least I'm not in the same situation as my co-worker who doesn't even have her high school diploma OR her GED, but still, it's not like I have a college degree either. My stomach hurts. I guess I'll do what I do every time I lose my job: sit down and write out what it is I want, then pray on it, and ask God to lead me where He wants me to be. And then I'll pray I have the strength (and the smarts) to listen.