It's a Sunshine Day

So on the bright side, I'm going to have a lot of time to blog.

On the bright side, I'm going to have plenty of time to write.

On the bright side, I'm going to have plenty of time to spin yarn.

On the bright side, I'm going to have a lot of time to figure out how to purl.

And on the bright side, the animals are so happy I'm home!

Yesterday my workplace imploded. It never ceases to amaze me, how corporate America can seek and destroy, and how quickly. The bombs fell without touching me. As a matter of fact, I was told I needed to be 'on board', and that they would 'be relying on me'. The problem with this is, I wasn't going to pick the shrapnel out of the wounds of everyone when it had been caused by an outside force destroying those I love. So I calmly left, and called later and said that I wouldn't be back.

Granted, quitting in this economy is at best a gutsy move, and at worst a stupid move. But I have left with my head high, and my ethics intact. At the end of the day, I have to do what is right for me, and what I can live with when I look back. And there are jobs out there. It's more of a question of what I want to do right now. Do I want to stay in this industry, try something new, or possibly sell all my belongings, move to Italy and become a yarn hawker. That one has quite a bit of promise really. In any case, I'm taking a few weeks off to decide and get my head on straight. We've known this might happen, but no one expected it yesterday at all.

But I have enough yarn stash and fiber stash to get me through a good sized layoff, so really, I'll be good. And my friends who were work friends, are now just known as friends. We'll all still be there for each other. We proved that over the past few months, and again last night. My workplace was kind of like a fraternity, you never really left, just extended your horizons a little.

Change takes courage, but opens new horizons too. Who knows what will be there. (anyone know how to say yarn for sale in Italian??)