A New Life Unfolds...

The day started in the usual fashion. Strong sweet coffee, talking to chickens, looking for eggs, making the bed, enjoying the beautiful cool September morning. Aaron comes in for school around 7:30. I baked him some delicious Apple Streusel muffins for breakfast. We worked on vocab and his Photography Unit study. I had to leave by 9:30, leaving him on his own to finish up Math, Science, Music History and his Olympic Unit Study.

I went to work. It's what I do four days a week, five hours per day, at the Bureau of Motor Vehicles in our little town. I love the girls I work with. I love most of my customers. Just a side note here....please do not go in a public government office and act a fool. Please do not use the term 'you people'. Thank you.

I put in my time, ran over and filled my antibiotic prescription during my little lunch. All in all it was a beautiful day. I was due off work at 4pm, to come home, look over Aaron's school work and make supper. It's all good.

3:57pm.

I'm called in to the office by my manager.

Remember when I took off three days for having what I do believe was the Swine Flu? Well, I'd taken off two days in a row, without any sick time available to call off. I was in bed with a 102 degree fever. I got up to pee, and I was lucky to do that. I felt better, and went to work for a few days. Woke up last Thursday morning with both eyes glued shut. Soaked them open, had pink eye in both eyes. Coughed up a spleen. Went to the Dr. where I was sent for a chest x-ray. I missed work that day. It was all I could do to get home from the Dr.

Ok...three days. Off. No pay. 'Lost time'.

Today I got fired.

Fired.

I got fired.

That looks weird to see it in print.

I've never been fired from a job. EVER. My last review at the BMV I 'exceeded expectations' in my customer service. My manager was crying as she was firing me. I was shell shocked. I cried. I thanked her for the opportunity to work there and told her I would truly miss my friends at work. It's just BMV policy, that's all it is. You can't fight it. Had I even KNOWN I'd be fired, I would have had to call off. I was just that sick.

I cleaned out my locker.

I turned in my name tag.

I got fired.

I'm so freaking excited!!!!!!

I feel that a new life is unfolding for me. I'm fortunate that I do not have any bills, and the house is paid off, and Lord willing and the creek doesn't rise, I can stay home now. I have a job. It's being a homemaker. It's teaching my nephew. It's taking care of this land and my chickens, and cats and bunny.

It's bliss.

I can't go out now and buy new things for the livingroom. I can't do a lot of things I've been accustomed to. That all pales in comparison to this:

I'm home.

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