Okay. Just breathe, Melanie. In. Out.
And for those of you who are friends to my blog, please indulge my fearful ramblings.
Yesterday, I learned that -- effective immediately -- my job was reduced from full-time to 16 hours a week. Of course, that means no more retirement money building up, no MEDICAL insurance, no benefits of any kind....well, you know the drill.
I'm literally having to remind myself to breathe as I try to think through all the ramifications , consequences...and the incredibly frightening loss of a steady, full-time salary. It's almost like being unemployed. And it scares me to death. I've become another statistic in these rocky economic times.
For those of you who are people of faith, I would appreciate being included in your prayer list this week as I try to regroup and figure out what to do next. My wrist isn't far enough in the healing process to be a good job interview candidate--especially since the rehabilitation is such a slow process--so that complicates things, at least for awhile. Your prayers would be most welcome...and very needed. :)
Today's word art captures a bit of my panic, so please forgive the self-indulgence. Hope you can find a fun way to use it.
Hope your own day today is full of wonderful blessings and delightful surprises. I'd love to hear about them!
Thanks for listening.