Sooo... I'm unemployed now. Did I mention that? ...Yeah, didn't think so.
My last day with Richmond American was on June 16th. Still haven't received my severance, but that is just part of what's become an interesting couple of weeks. It's quite the story! Complete with meds and jobless-ness and Napa trips. Yes yes, quite the story indeed. But I shall not bore you with too many details. :)
I just started doing the serious type of job hunting today. You know, the kind of job hunting where you actually save the posts you find interesting, instead of clicking off to fark and forgetting what it means to (as they call it) "make a living"... I found a few lucky prospects. I'll let you know how they turn out.Napa was awesome! Picture 10 girls let loose in the vineyards! (I kid you not) ....The trip was affordable, since we were lucky enough to stay the night at Audrey's mom's house... But I did splurge on a $35 half-bottle of the most delicious cabernet concoction to have ever passed these lips (from St. Supery). We'll be saving that for a special occasion. I a
lso acquired a boyfriend at St. Supery. His name was Chalo - and yes, a name like that can't not come with an accent, right? Anyway, it turns out that boyfriends in Napa come with perks, after paying for four tastings and receiving closer to 12. .....Don't worry though. I am still a happily married woman and Matt was the first (or 11th?) to hear about my extramarital affair with the wine-pourer named Chalo.
And last, I'm writing this post after a full day of debilitating withdrawal symptoms. I'm currently coming off my anti-depressant meds... Picture an electric shock machine hooked up to your insides... I like to call them "short circuits". And when I was actually on the medication, these were the medication's cute little way of saying "Hey! You forgot to take me!"... Now that I'm titrating down/off, these short circuits have lost all cute-ness and have become more frequent and frankly more exhausting! People are saying that maybe I came off the medication too fast, to which I respond - "You think?!"... They proceed to encourage me to continue with the smaller quantities, but if you think for a second that I'm putting that crap back in my system - then I contend you're the crazy one. Not me.
So there's my few weeks in a nutshell/wine bottle/capsule. And I already feel better just telling you about it. So thanks for listening. ...More to come.
xoxo
Monday, July 7, 2008
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