Cats Know

Cats have an amazing ability to sense when their owners just need them to curl up next to them. Our orange and white cat aka Kittyboy never sleeps on the bed. The other night he not only got on the bed he curled himself up in between Jeff and myself almost on our pillows. He must have known how we both were feeling -  still reeling, still depressed, still trying to figure out what to do next, since I got the news that I would be unemployed after December 15.  My dream job, up in smoke, like many others effected by the economy it has hit us too.

Since the news last Thursday, I find myself on the edge of tears, just not quite able to cry but also trying to hang tough. I made a few phone calls, sent out a couple of emails. Still waiting to see what will pan out and what won’t.

I find myself worrying more about the emotional well-being of Megan and Jeff. They both took the news pretty hard. It hurt Jeff pretty bad when he had to tell me he canceled my birthday present, a dinner at The Melting Pot. Christmas hasn’t been totally canceled, I had ordered most of Jeff’s presents online before Thanksgiving. Unfortunately, I hadn’t gotten to Megan’s presents yet. Jeff reminds me that the Garmin GPS we got her for her birthday should hold her through Christmas too.

This has that painful deja vu feeling of two years ago, when the company Jeff worked for folded. We made some adjustments right away, he took a job making much less money but we made it. We traded the two vehicles for one and found a good used car as a second car. Tonight we will have to tell the people we bowl with that we will most likely have to quit the league unless something comes up in the next week.

There is so much I try not to think about…