I’ll admit, I did not think it would be a big deal to buy a condo with out air conditioning. I’ve been forced to reconsider that thought.

Holy crap, could it BE hotter right now? Even the cat is laying on the patio going, “Well, it’s five degrees cooler out here.”

I have fans in every window and it’s STILL 90+ in here.

Next living space – CENTRAL AIR. Seriously.

Kill me. Kill me now.

Okay, so we FINALLY got the visit from Corporate HR to tell us what our severance would be.

Frankly, mine is nice, especially if I can manage to get a job that starts right after our closing date and collect it as a lump sum.

The problem is, they don’t know what date that is.

Seriously, I’m starting to think this is intentional. You REALLY can’t pick a date? I REALLY have to wait two more weeks?

Yeah, I get you want me to panic, take a job and forfeit my severance, but oh, hell no. I’ll wait. I just won’t be happy about it.

And no, I don’t believe for a second you don’t already have a date picked out.

So, Tuesday corporate HR is supposed to come and “answer our questions”. The only one I have is the need to know my ballpark figure on my severance.

Knowing our corporate HR chick like I do, I suspect I will not get a satisfactory (or accurate) answer.

So, my decision is this: if corporate HR cannot tell me what I can expect in the way of severance, I’m going to start applying for jobs NOW.

I have discovered that it’s likely that I will have to move closer to Denver, as that seems to be where the jobs are.

This is going to mean I’m going to have to try and sell my condo in a depressed real estate market. Awesome.

On an up note, I’d love to be closer to Denver, but the whole condo sale thing is going to suck it hardcore.

Oh well, what can you do?

I can’t wait to see how all this plays out.

I have hit full-blown depression mode on my recent near-layoff. Here’s a copy of a post I made on another site I visit, and it’s very true:

I’m *really* depressed right now. If it were just the job, I’m pretty sure I’d move on.

This, however, is like losing your entire family in a bus accident. My coworkers are AWESOME, I love them all (with one or two exceptions, but overall, yanno) and it hurts on a personal level that makes me wish I hated my job.

I didn’t. I LOVED my job.

I can’t explain how hurt I am right now. And, I am doubly hurt by the knowledge that most of the people I worked with on the shop floor are totally screwed, because they’re hourly and have no real job skills.

These are the people who, twelve years ago when my husband committed suicide, passed the hat and gave me over $200, when I knew they *barely* had $10 to spare.

The people who ALWAYS came through for each other, because we were all “family” and we all looked after our own. We ALWAYS “passed the hat” when someone fell on hard times, and everyone ALWAYS gave what they had. ALWAYS.

This is what hurts the most, right now. We’re a small plant; we all know each other – it’s like losing family.

That is what is killing me right now. I know I can do what I need to do to survive, but I know I’m at an advantage because I’ve got two Bachelor’s Degrees, and they don’t. That sucks.

I know I just heard about this today, but I’m fully in the grief cycle right now and I’d just like to wallow in self-pity for a day or two.

DBF called this evening to see how I was, and I let it go to voice mail. I can’t talk about it right now. Bless his heart for trying, but I. just. can’t.

And, it pisses me off that I can’t just be all strong and confident and move on.

Fucking bloody hell.

Well, the economy has claimed another victim. They’re closing our plant in about 60 days, and I’ll be out of a job. I won’t know until next week what the severance package is (I guess I should be happy I’m even getting one) so I’m kind of in limbo right now, which those of you who know me know is probably the worst part of the whole thing. Once I know what the deal is I can make plans, but right now I have no idea what’s going on and that drives me absolutely crazy.

I’m really quite sad about this. I loved my job, I’ve been there fifteen years, and I really, really like my coworkers.

I feel like I just lost my family in a bus accident.