As I was folding laundry the other day, I happened to notice the tag on a pair of my shorts - Steve & Barry's. Man, I miss that store. What a wonderful concept! Everything in the store costing $7.99-shirts, pants, coats, shoes, etc. At least, that's how it started out. The first time I went to a Steve & Barry's was in Middlesboro, KY. At that time, everying in the store costed the same amount. They would run specials around Christmas time. A person could go in there and buy something for everyone on his/her Christmas list for half the price that would be spent at any other store. As stated by USA Today, this type of pricing equation should have worked in the poor economy. Was it the massive growth the company had recently experienced? Was it the taking on of big names like Sarah Jessica Parker, Amanda Bynes and Venus Williams? Or was it truly the reason of the downturn in the economy? Whatever the reason, Steve & Barry's is gone (has been for a few months now).
The economy can definitely be blamed for the closing of another store-Trixie's Western Outfitters. This little store is located on Callahan Rd. When it first opened, I thought "what an interesting location for a western store?" But, contrary to my first thoughts, the store seemed to flourish. It was one of the first stores to open up in the Yow Shopping Center, and I was happy to see it doing well. Each day, I would drive by and smile as I looked over and saw their brightly lit red and blue sign. So, you can imagine my dismay when just a few weeks ago, I saw the "Going Out Of Business" signs posted outside of Trixie's. Is this for real? Is Trixie's the next store to succumb to this economic disaster? Why her?
I stopped by there - (1) to get some saddle soap to clean my leather couch and (2) to take a look inside this little store that had made me smile so many times. As I walked around the store, I felt so sad. One sweet lady who worked there just sweetly smiled as this couple bickered on whether to buy the cowboy hat now or wait until the "prices get much lower". I found a bottle of spray soap and took it to the register. There was a gentleman at the register sporting a cowboy hat and matching moustache along with a lady working on the computer. I asked if they had any paste soap, and another lady who worked there said "sure". She kindly walked over and got me one. Tell me where else you'll get service like that-someone who knows what you are talking about, if they have it, and is willing to go get it. I paid for my soap and walked to my car with tears in my eyes, sad about what our community was losing and that that sweet sign will turn dark very soon.
How many more stores are going to have to close? How many more families' dreams are going to have to be dashed? How many more people are going to lose their jobs before this nightmare ends? When is this going to end?
I wish I could answer these questions. What I can do is clean my couch with the saddle soap I got at Trixie's, and remember the sweet little Western store and the precious people who worked there.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
One week in...all is going well
Today makes 1 week that hubby has been at his new job. He really seems to be enjoying it there. The only thing that has been hard for him is fact he is starting over from scratch. At ImagePoint, he knew his co-workers well, he knew the office dynamics, he knew where were good places to go for lunch (usually the Brewery). He had a good relationship with his supervisors and had proven to his co-workers that he knew his stuff. Now, that process is starting over again. But, he's working - and for that, we are truly thankful.
However, a part of us feels remorseful over it. Mainly because so many around us are still out of work, and many more are losing their jobs each day. There's one friend who gets turned down for jobs because she is "over-qualified". Her "over-qualification" for jobs has led to her getting evicted from her home at the end of this month. Also, I see many other middle-aged people who are out of work and having trouble finding work. It is a dire shame that these individuals are being turned away. Although age discrimination is against the law, it is practically impossible in today's job market to prove it. It is so evident that it is occurring - and it's terribly sad. These men and women have so much to give to a company. They are mature, responsible adults. Unline their younger counterparts, they have experience in their job and in life. Experience that can benefit a company in many ways. Instead, companies (who are hiring) hire young people with little or no work/life experience who may stay with them a year. Companies now have the opportunity to hire and benefit from experience and knowledge. For years, these experienced individuals have been working hard for companies (such as ImagePoint and Goody's). Now, they have been abandoned by these companies, and are desperately needing to work. These are people who will be devoted to a company and will give it their all. They have before, and they will again.
There are other friends whose spouses have recently lost their jobs. My heart breaks for them as well. When they tell me their husband or wife's company has laid them off, it hurts. I remember that fateful day in January and how it feels. I remember the helpless feeling that comes with the news. I just want to hug them and tell them everything is going to be ok - because it will.
One week down - hopefully more to go.
However, a part of us feels remorseful over it. Mainly because so many around us are still out of work, and many more are losing their jobs each day. There's one friend who gets turned down for jobs because she is "over-qualified". Her "over-qualification" for jobs has led to her getting evicted from her home at the end of this month. Also, I see many other middle-aged people who are out of work and having trouble finding work. It is a dire shame that these individuals are being turned away. Although age discrimination is against the law, it is practically impossible in today's job market to prove it. It is so evident that it is occurring - and it's terribly sad. These men and women have so much to give to a company. They are mature, responsible adults. Unline their younger counterparts, they have experience in their job and in life. Experience that can benefit a company in many ways. Instead, companies (who are hiring) hire young people with little or no work/life experience who may stay with them a year. Companies now have the opportunity to hire and benefit from experience and knowledge. For years, these experienced individuals have been working hard for companies (such as ImagePoint and Goody's). Now, they have been abandoned by these companies, and are desperately needing to work. These are people who will be devoted to a company and will give it their all. They have before, and they will again.
There are other friends whose spouses have recently lost their jobs. My heart breaks for them as well. When they tell me their husband or wife's company has laid them off, it hurts. I remember that fateful day in January and how it feels. I remember the helpless feeling that comes with the news. I just want to hug them and tell them everything is going to be ok - because it will.
One week down - hopefully more to go.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, it's off to work he goes...
Today was hubby's first day at his new job! The little things I never really thought about before were really enjoyable today. Like packing his lunch - before, I would just pack it and set it out. Today, I took extra care while packing it, trying to make sure to pack things that might make his day go a little better.
I got an email from him after lunch. He said his day was going good, which was good to hear. It was just like old times - like life is getting back to normal.
But, with this normalcy comes guilt. Here our life is getting back to normal while others are still struggling. Hubby is now working while others are losing their jobs. We're going to get back on our feet while others are having to take jobs that may pay only half their old salary - just to get by. Others are selling prized possessions just to pay the mortgage or electric bill. I feel so deeply terrible for these men and women. With each sigh of relief I sigh, a feeling of sadness creeps in. Why us? Why are we the fortunate ones? Is our good fortune going to last?
On Sunday, the pastor at our church preached on why we should not worry or fret about finances, but trust in God. I do trust in Him. I can honestly say I have felt His presence with us during this recent struggle. For example, that first week our food bill was only $70. Also, we were able to pay our mortgage payment and get by for this past month without having to borrow money from our family. And, we didn't have to move and Hubby didn't have to take a job out of town. That way, he can be home at night to spend time with his special little guy.
My heart goes out to those who are still unemployed and those who are soon to lose their job. Like the 250 who will be let go from First Tennessee and the electrician who lost his job today. My heart also goes out to those who go to work each day worrying if they will still be employed next week, next month, or this time next year.
For now, I am thankful to be packing lunches for hubby again. I just hope he's as thankful for what I pack him.
I got an email from him after lunch. He said his day was going good, which was good to hear. It was just like old times - like life is getting back to normal.
But, with this normalcy comes guilt. Here our life is getting back to normal while others are still struggling. Hubby is now working while others are losing their jobs. We're going to get back on our feet while others are having to take jobs that may pay only half their old salary - just to get by. Others are selling prized possessions just to pay the mortgage or electric bill. I feel so deeply terrible for these men and women. With each sigh of relief I sigh, a feeling of sadness creeps in. Why us? Why are we the fortunate ones? Is our good fortune going to last?
On Sunday, the pastor at our church preached on why we should not worry or fret about finances, but trust in God. I do trust in Him. I can honestly say I have felt His presence with us during this recent struggle. For example, that first week our food bill was only $70. Also, we were able to pay our mortgage payment and get by for this past month without having to borrow money from our family. And, we didn't have to move and Hubby didn't have to take a job out of town. That way, he can be home at night to spend time with his special little guy.
My heart goes out to those who are still unemployed and those who are soon to lose their job. Like the 250 who will be let go from First Tennessee and the electrician who lost his job today. My heart also goes out to those who go to work each day worrying if they will still be employed next week, next month, or this time next year.
For now, I am thankful to be packing lunches for hubby again. I just hope he's as thankful for what I pack him.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
He Got A Job!!!
We have great news!!! Hubby was offered a job today! The job is almost identical to what he did at ImagePoint with comparable pay. And, it's here in Knoxville (believe it or not!). It is a 6 month contract-to-hire position. I can't believe it! Can it be true? Could this painful period in our life be coming to an end?
Frankly, I'm really afraid to believe it. What if, for some reason, my excitement blows it? What if, for some reason, they change their mind and decide not to fill the position after all? The company is very reputable and also very stable. So, the threat of coming to work one day to find out that the company is shutting down is very low. But, I don't think I will actually be able to fully exhale and relax until he gets through his first week.
After he called me today to give me the good news, I walked out of my office and started shouting (ok-it probably sounded like squeaking). Most everyone within earshot of me came over and were as excited as I was, which was so sweet. They have been such a support to me during this time. I also called my mom and dad. They were so excited and relieved as well. They have been very worried about us and have really hated seeing us go through this. As has hubby's sister and brother, his parents, my brother, and our sweet friends. So many people have given us words of encouragement, offered us help in many ways, and prayed for us incessantly. We have been so touched through this time.
We have seen both the good side of people and the bad. But, maybe the bad is just because of ignorance. Ignorance of how it feels to be jobless, worrying about how the bills will get paid and food will be put on the table, all while watching your loved one feeling helpless and rejected. They say that ignorance is bliss. And, maybe it's true. But, it is also very sad when people who are ignorant to situations such as ours have little or no compassion for those going through tough times such as this.
So, now what's next for us? I'm still being cautious, at least until next week. I'll breathe a little easier then. But, to celebrate, I think I'll treat myself to Starbucks in the morning. Nothing like a good Latte, huh?
Frankly, I'm really afraid to believe it. What if, for some reason, my excitement blows it? What if, for some reason, they change their mind and decide not to fill the position after all? The company is very reputable and also very stable. So, the threat of coming to work one day to find out that the company is shutting down is very low. But, I don't think I will actually be able to fully exhale and relax until he gets through his first week.
After he called me today to give me the good news, I walked out of my office and started shouting (ok-it probably sounded like squeaking). Most everyone within earshot of me came over and were as excited as I was, which was so sweet. They have been such a support to me during this time. I also called my mom and dad. They were so excited and relieved as well. They have been very worried about us and have really hated seeing us go through this. As has hubby's sister and brother, his parents, my brother, and our sweet friends. So many people have given us words of encouragement, offered us help in many ways, and prayed for us incessantly. We have been so touched through this time.
We have seen both the good side of people and the bad. But, maybe the bad is just because of ignorance. Ignorance of how it feels to be jobless, worrying about how the bills will get paid and food will be put on the table, all while watching your loved one feeling helpless and rejected. They say that ignorance is bliss. And, maybe it's true. But, it is also very sad when people who are ignorant to situations such as ours have little or no compassion for those going through tough times such as this.
So, now what's next for us? I'm still being cautious, at least until next week. I'll breathe a little easier then. But, to celebrate, I think I'll treat myself to Starbucks in the morning. Nothing like a good Latte, huh?
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Getting back to normal-sort of
I had a bit of a nice shock this past week. Hubby got his waiting week unemployment check payment along with his regular unemployment check. With that extra money, plus the blessings we've had over the past couple of weeks, we were actually able to make our February mortgage payment ON TIME!!!! I couldn't even believe it! I was prepared to call the mortgage company this next week and set up a payment arrangement. Now, we can wait to do that until March (if we have to at that time). I don't think I've ever enjoyed making a mortgage payment as much as that one.
The "Big Guy" is taking care of us just as He always has. But, he does have a pretty quirky sense of humor too. On Friday, our home computer crashed. I mean, super crash like a NASCAR type crash. Hubby was trying to download a VB.net update when-KABOOM! We didn't even get the "blue screen of death". It went straight to black. To make matters worse, he couldn't find the recovery cd to repair the computer. We have XP Professional on that computer. The only place in town that had it was OfficeMax...for $300! So, at 8:30 pm, I was driving to OfficeMax to pick up this box that, by weight, shouldn't have costed more than $10. On the way back home, Hubby called to let me know that he thought he had found the recovery cd. After I got back home, I took the box upstairs to him and came back down to check on our son, who was mysteriously quiet. When he is unusually silent in a sign of one thing-he's in trouble. He had decided to use our leather couch as a blank canvas on which to draw with a ballpoint pen! His artwork was quite spectacular. However, my anger overshadowed my appreciation for great art at that moment. Luckily, I remembered from "How Clean Is Your House" that hairspray will remove fresh ink from leather. I was able to get most of it off. Maybe, if we ever sell it, the buyer will have an appreciation for 5 year old artwork.
Our son loves watching videos of himself when he was just a baby. He gets such a kick out of watching him talking and playing. As I watch these videos, I can't help but think what happened to that time. I see our little house we had and wish we were back there. Not for financial reasons, but just because I miss that house. It was our first home. Don't get me wrong, it was small-950 square feet. It has old wooden windows that were really drafty. It has these old white curtains that came with the house (my mom HATED those curtains). It only has 1 bathroom and small closets that barely held our clothes. But, it was the first house we had ever bought. It was where we brought our son home from the hospital. It was where we had some great times and spectacular arguments. It has a huge backyard (although most of it was downhill and wooded). It had great neighbors too.
Hubby said it best today-I wonder what the future holds in store for us. Looking at those videos, back then I wouldn't have thought we would be living in the house we are in now. Nor would I have ever believed that we would be going through this tough time right now. I mean, everyone uses computers. The entire planet uses the internet. If a company doesn't have a website, they are considered obsolete. So, why is it so terribly difficult for my husband, who is great at what he does, to find work? As Christians, we are supposed to trust in God. But, the control freak in me also wants to know what to expect, what's going to happen.
I know I say this each week, but I'm hoping we get good news about a job this week. Hubby has heard about a couple of opportunities, and I'm hopeful that at least one of them pans out this week.
The "Big Guy" is taking care of us just as He always has. But, he does have a pretty quirky sense of humor too. On Friday, our home computer crashed. I mean, super crash like a NASCAR type crash. Hubby was trying to download a VB.net update when-KABOOM! We didn't even get the "blue screen of death". It went straight to black. To make matters worse, he couldn't find the recovery cd to repair the computer. We have XP Professional on that computer. The only place in town that had it was OfficeMax...for $300! So, at 8:30 pm, I was driving to OfficeMax to pick up this box that, by weight, shouldn't have costed more than $10. On the way back home, Hubby called to let me know that he thought he had found the recovery cd. After I got back home, I took the box upstairs to him and came back down to check on our son, who was mysteriously quiet. When he is unusually silent in a sign of one thing-he's in trouble. He had decided to use our leather couch as a blank canvas on which to draw with a ballpoint pen! His artwork was quite spectacular. However, my anger overshadowed my appreciation for great art at that moment. Luckily, I remembered from "How Clean Is Your House" that hairspray will remove fresh ink from leather. I was able to get most of it off. Maybe, if we ever sell it, the buyer will have an appreciation for 5 year old artwork.
Our son loves watching videos of himself when he was just a baby. He gets such a kick out of watching him talking and playing. As I watch these videos, I can't help but think what happened to that time. I see our little house we had and wish we were back there. Not for financial reasons, but just because I miss that house. It was our first home. Don't get me wrong, it was small-950 square feet. It has old wooden windows that were really drafty. It has these old white curtains that came with the house (my mom HATED those curtains). It only has 1 bathroom and small closets that barely held our clothes. But, it was the first house we had ever bought. It was where we brought our son home from the hospital. It was where we had some great times and spectacular arguments. It has a huge backyard (although most of it was downhill and wooded). It had great neighbors too.
Hubby said it best today-I wonder what the future holds in store for us. Looking at those videos, back then I wouldn't have thought we would be living in the house we are in now. Nor would I have ever believed that we would be going through this tough time right now. I mean, everyone uses computers. The entire planet uses the internet. If a company doesn't have a website, they are considered obsolete. So, why is it so terribly difficult for my husband, who is great at what he does, to find work? As Christians, we are supposed to trust in God. But, the control freak in me also wants to know what to expect, what's going to happen.
I know I say this each week, but I'm hoping we get good news about a job this week. Hubby has heard about a couple of opportunities, and I'm hopeful that at least one of them pans out this week.
Monday, February 9, 2009
February 9th
February 9th is not my favorite date. Some dates are good dates - my wedding anniversary, my son's birthday, my parents' anniversary. February 9th is not one of those dates.
My maternal grandmother passed away on February 9, 2001. It was a sudden loss (she died from an aortic aneurysm), and I still miss her. I miss her wonderful biscuits that she made and her awesome chicken casserole. She also always carried around those little plastic rain bonnets that older ladies wear. After she passed away, my mother and I found those all over her apartment. Mom brought me one the other day. I put it in a drawer in my kitchen for "safe keeping". She also loved me and my brother so tremendously. I wish I could tell her now how much I appreciated that, even though I stunk at showing it.
We had to have our cat Tom put to sleep February 9, 2004. Tom was my husband's cat long before I was in the picture. He showed up on my husband's doorstep as a kitten with his little bottom jaw almost torn off. My father-in-law, along with my husband and his sister, took Tom to the vet hoping that the vet could save him. The vet successfully reattached Tom's bottom jaw, and he earned his place in that household. Tom lived 18 years when he unfortunately developed cancer. What's funny is that the very next day, hubby went to the pound and got a kitten who looked EXACTLY like Tom. His name is Charlie, and I have to say, he acts more like Tom each day.
Now, February 9th has another fateful meaning-it's been 1 month since hubby lost his job. Hubby is still jobless and is still desperately trying to get a job. Fortunately, we are doing better financially. For this, we are truly thankful. Maybe, we'll get good news today that will help make February 9th a little brighter.
My maternal grandmother passed away on February 9, 2001. It was a sudden loss (she died from an aortic aneurysm), and I still miss her. I miss her wonderful biscuits that she made and her awesome chicken casserole. She also always carried around those little plastic rain bonnets that older ladies wear. After she passed away, my mother and I found those all over her apartment. Mom brought me one the other day. I put it in a drawer in my kitchen for "safe keeping". She also loved me and my brother so tremendously. I wish I could tell her now how much I appreciated that, even though I stunk at showing it.
We had to have our cat Tom put to sleep February 9, 2004. Tom was my husband's cat long before I was in the picture. He showed up on my husband's doorstep as a kitten with his little bottom jaw almost torn off. My father-in-law, along with my husband and his sister, took Tom to the vet hoping that the vet could save him. The vet successfully reattached Tom's bottom jaw, and he earned his place in that household. Tom lived 18 years when he unfortunately developed cancer. What's funny is that the very next day, hubby went to the pound and got a kitten who looked EXACTLY like Tom. His name is Charlie, and I have to say, he acts more like Tom each day.
Now, February 9th has another fateful meaning-it's been 1 month since hubby lost his job. Hubby is still jobless and is still desperately trying to get a job. Fortunately, we are doing better financially. For this, we are truly thankful. Maybe, we'll get good news today that will help make February 9th a little brighter.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Still plugging along...
It's been a few days since I blogged, and I have to say I've missed it. It's been quite a week, I have to say. Hubby has continued his search for a job, but no luck so far. Although the number of leads have increased, which for that we are thankful. And, we were able to pay our bills that are due for this pay period (I get paid every other week). For once in a couple of weeks, I can breathe a little easier.
I had a little bit of a scare on Thursday. I was at work when I started having dizzy spells. I would be sitting at my desk working when, all of a sudden, the room would start spinning. I would have to hold on to my desk chair and try not to fall out. The spells would continue for about 30 seconds then stop. Then, after about a minute or two, another one would hit. At first, I thought that it might have been an anxiety attack because I was in emotional overload when they started.
First, hubby had met with the recruiter that morning who wanted to update him that there was no update (I know-sounded crazy to us too). The recruiter, though, is a very nice man who is trying very hard to find jobs for not only hubby but others as well. Then, my dad had called me. I love my dad. He is a really wonderful man. He and I have a special bond that exists between a father and daughter. We have inside jokes that we are constantly laughing at, and I can talk to him about anything that's going on. He is really worried about us as is my mom. They love us very much, and worry that we will not ask for help if we desperately need it. So, he called to reassure me that he and mom are there for us and will help with anything. I just can't stand the thought of taking money from them. I know that is what family is for, but they have struggled for so long. They are finally getting to a point where they don't have to struggle and worry so much, and the last thing I want to be is a burden on them. They deserve some peace, and the fact that I am causing them to worry breaks my heart. So, I reassured him that I would let him know if we needed help. And, I will keep that promise to him because he has always kept his promises to me. Next, a good friend came by to give me some advice about what we could do as far as finances. He is a sweet man who genuinely cares about me, and I do appreciate it. It's just hard because I don't want to be a distraction to everyone. It was after the 3rd visit that the dizzy spells got really bad and I almost passed out.
I thought that eating lunch might help, but it didn't. I almost passed out again and had a hard time making sense when I talked to people. So, I called the doctor and got an appointment very quickly. Stupid me drove myself to the doctor. But, my thought was if it was something silly, I would have caused someone to miss work. And, it did turn out to be something silly-a double ear infection. I thought that only happened to kids!! Does that mean I'm really a kid and not a grown up? Wouldn't that be a dream?? I'm thankful that is all it was and it wasn't something more serious. But, before I found out what it was, I was scared. What if it is something serious? What will we do? I'm the only one working right now and it's important that I keep working. Plus, I've been trying to stay healthy. I've been taking vitamins, working out, eating oranges like they are going out of style. I've tried eating healthier (although I HAVE to have a chili dog every now and then). Had all of this work gone to waste?
And, I've been crying a lot more lately. It is hard for me to accept gifts and prayers. Don't get me wrong, I truly appreciate them. But, it's hard because I'm used to doing for others. We got a letter from our church letting us know that the ministerial staff are praying for us. It was signed by each one of them with little written notes from them. When I read it, I broke down. I couldn't hold it in. I saw my aunt at Wal-Mart a couple of weeks ago. I had been able to tell others about what had happened without showing too much emotion. But, for some reason, when I told her, I started to cry-right there in the produce isle. Luckily, I was able to regain my composure quickly. I feel so bad when I cry, especially if hubby sees me. He needs someone who will be strong and not gripey or fussy or emotional. He needs someone who will take care of things and deal with these problems. He doesn't need someone who will just throw her hands up and run or walk around crying all the time.
I also feel so bad when I come home and gripe about my day at work. I've had a hard couple of weeks at work, and I'm the type that just has to vent or else I'll blow up. And, I usually vent to him. But, I feel even worse when I do because I feel like I'm making him feel bad that he's not working. Here he is desperately trying to find a job and here I come in griping about the job that I'm blessed to have. It's not right for me to do this, but it's worse for me to hold it in and let it keep building up.
A sweet friend of mine gave me a free dinner for two coupon yesterday. So, hubby and I are having a date night tonight. It will be nice just to go out and have a nice time together. It will be the best date we've had in a long time.
I had a little bit of a scare on Thursday. I was at work when I started having dizzy spells. I would be sitting at my desk working when, all of a sudden, the room would start spinning. I would have to hold on to my desk chair and try not to fall out. The spells would continue for about 30 seconds then stop. Then, after about a minute or two, another one would hit. At first, I thought that it might have been an anxiety attack because I was in emotional overload when they started.
First, hubby had met with the recruiter that morning who wanted to update him that there was no update (I know-sounded crazy to us too). The recruiter, though, is a very nice man who is trying very hard to find jobs for not only hubby but others as well. Then, my dad had called me. I love my dad. He is a really wonderful man. He and I have a special bond that exists between a father and daughter. We have inside jokes that we are constantly laughing at, and I can talk to him about anything that's going on. He is really worried about us as is my mom. They love us very much, and worry that we will not ask for help if we desperately need it. So, he called to reassure me that he and mom are there for us and will help with anything. I just can't stand the thought of taking money from them. I know that is what family is for, but they have struggled for so long. They are finally getting to a point where they don't have to struggle and worry so much, and the last thing I want to be is a burden on them. They deserve some peace, and the fact that I am causing them to worry breaks my heart. So, I reassured him that I would let him know if we needed help. And, I will keep that promise to him because he has always kept his promises to me. Next, a good friend came by to give me some advice about what we could do as far as finances. He is a sweet man who genuinely cares about me, and I do appreciate it. It's just hard because I don't want to be a distraction to everyone. It was after the 3rd visit that the dizzy spells got really bad and I almost passed out.
I thought that eating lunch might help, but it didn't. I almost passed out again and had a hard time making sense when I talked to people. So, I called the doctor and got an appointment very quickly. Stupid me drove myself to the doctor. But, my thought was if it was something silly, I would have caused someone to miss work. And, it did turn out to be something silly-a double ear infection. I thought that only happened to kids!! Does that mean I'm really a kid and not a grown up? Wouldn't that be a dream?? I'm thankful that is all it was and it wasn't something more serious. But, before I found out what it was, I was scared. What if it is something serious? What will we do? I'm the only one working right now and it's important that I keep working. Plus, I've been trying to stay healthy. I've been taking vitamins, working out, eating oranges like they are going out of style. I've tried eating healthier (although I HAVE to have a chili dog every now and then). Had all of this work gone to waste?
And, I've been crying a lot more lately. It is hard for me to accept gifts and prayers. Don't get me wrong, I truly appreciate them. But, it's hard because I'm used to doing for others. We got a letter from our church letting us know that the ministerial staff are praying for us. It was signed by each one of them with little written notes from them. When I read it, I broke down. I couldn't hold it in. I saw my aunt at Wal-Mart a couple of weeks ago. I had been able to tell others about what had happened without showing too much emotion. But, for some reason, when I told her, I started to cry-right there in the produce isle. Luckily, I was able to regain my composure quickly. I feel so bad when I cry, especially if hubby sees me. He needs someone who will be strong and not gripey or fussy or emotional. He needs someone who will take care of things and deal with these problems. He doesn't need someone who will just throw her hands up and run or walk around crying all the time.
I also feel so bad when I come home and gripe about my day at work. I've had a hard couple of weeks at work, and I'm the type that just has to vent or else I'll blow up. And, I usually vent to him. But, I feel even worse when I do because I feel like I'm making him feel bad that he's not working. Here he is desperately trying to find a job and here I come in griping about the job that I'm blessed to have. It's not right for me to do this, but it's worse for me to hold it in and let it keep building up.
A sweet friend of mine gave me a free dinner for two coupon yesterday. So, hubby and I are having a date night tonight. It will be nice just to go out and have a nice time together. It will be the best date we've had in a long time.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Today is our son's 5th birthday. It's been a good day. Last night, I took back some unopened chips and drinks that we had left over from his birthday party on Saturday. A month ago, I would have just kept them, but now, every penny counts. When I took them back, a young man who worked there looked at me and snidley snickered. It was kind of humiliating. But, I am proud to say I didn't rip his head off and stuff it up his huge butt. I just calmly stood there and tried to ignore him. He may have to go through something like this some day. He eventually walked away, and the cashier sweetly processed the return and gave me the money back. I used that $10 to buy my son's birthday gift. On Saturday, when we went to pick up his cake and balloons, he spotted a truck on the top shelf of the chip isle. He said, "Mommy, can I have that?" It was $8. I said, "Sweetie, I'll come back and get it. OK?" He smiled and said, "OK, Mommy." At that point, I would have done anything to get him that $8 toy. So, last night, after he went to bed, I wrapped his little truck, put a card signed by both me and hubby on the front of it, and neatly put it on the table. He opened it this morning, and I do believe it is one of his favorite toys. He's driven it all over the house today. Luckily, I have a coupon for batteries when he wears these out.
Looking back over the past 5 years, it's amazing what all has happened within that time. Over the past 5 years, we have had a child we thought we would never be able to have. We have also went on vacations, bought cars, sold our first home and bought our dream home. We've survived cancer, suffered through surgeries, managed through medical scares, and lost two beloved grandparents and three beloved pets. We've gone to concerts, seen movies, attended parties, catered a wedding, and been in two productions of "The Living Christmas Tree". We've started attending church and volunteered to help those less fortunate. We've also had arguments, both with us and others, fought for what we thought was right, and said things that we probably should have kept to ourselves.
Looking back, I realize that we have had our share of ups and downs. We have had really great times and hard times too. And, though this time right now is really tough, we will get through this. It is hard, though, to keep thinking that when you are trying to come up with $8 to buy your son's birthday gift.
On a good note, we are seeing God's work through this. I was going through the mail that I had put off opening (mostly bills). I saw an envelope from our mortgage company that I thought was just a tax statement. Turns out, it was a check for $240! It was an overage of our escrow account. So, we can now pay our HOA dues. For this, I am very truly thankful.
Looking back over the past 5 years, it's amazing what all has happened within that time. Over the past 5 years, we have had a child we thought we would never be able to have. We have also went on vacations, bought cars, sold our first home and bought our dream home. We've survived cancer, suffered through surgeries, managed through medical scares, and lost two beloved grandparents and three beloved pets. We've gone to concerts, seen movies, attended parties, catered a wedding, and been in two productions of "The Living Christmas Tree". We've started attending church and volunteered to help those less fortunate. We've also had arguments, both with us and others, fought for what we thought was right, and said things that we probably should have kept to ourselves.
Looking back, I realize that we have had our share of ups and downs. We have had really great times and hard times too. And, though this time right now is really tough, we will get through this. It is hard, though, to keep thinking that when you are trying to come up with $8 to buy your son's birthday gift.
On a good note, we are seeing God's work through this. I was going through the mail that I had put off opening (mostly bills). I saw an envelope from our mortgage company that I thought was just a tax statement. Turns out, it was a check for $240! It was an overage of our escrow account. So, we can now pay our HOA dues. For this, I am very truly thankful.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
What if we could be more like kids?
I've been around kids all weekend, which has been fun. We had our son's 5th birthday party yesterday and had several other 5 year olds over to our house. It was a nice break just to celebrate this wonderful little guy. And, today, we went to the park and took advantage of the 60 degree day. The park was filled with other children who were playing with their parents and grandparents. We climbed and slid and spent a wonderful afternoon together, just the three of us. Everytime I look at him, my heart just swells with joy.
Spending so much time around these children got me to thinking - what if we could be more like children? Think about it for a second. First, kids don't care what kind of job you have. A job is just something that keeps you apart for several hours a day. As long as you have time to spend with them when the day is done - that's all they care about. Second, kids are thrilled by things that adults normally get annoyed by. Our son LOVES trains. The highlight of his day is if we get stopped by a passing train. Kids also love watching garbage trucks. Seeing the garbage person take the trash and dump it in the big truck, listening to the "bam, boom, crash, and seeing the yellow siren light on top of the truck is awesome to a child. Third, kids aren't prejudiced. A child is a child, no matter what race, nationality or religion. The only rules that matter to kids are "play nice", "wait your turn", and "share your toys with others". Plus, when kids fall down or get hurt, a kiss and a hug from Mom or Dad makes it all better.
Adults can learn a lot from their children. For one, see your job as just that-a job. It is not your life. This is hard for me because I take my job very seriously. Sometimes, it's hard to "turn it off" at 5:00 pm. I need to learn how to leave work at work and focus more on my family. Also, take time to enjoy the little things, even if it means being a few minutes late for work. On the way to work Friday, my son and I got caught by a train. It was so nice just sitting there with him, just watching the train, listening to the "clickety-clack" of the rails, and wondering where the train might be headed. There were cars who zoomed past us trying to get to the short cut around the tracks, and I couldn't help but feel sorry for them, especially if they had children with them. They don't know what they are missing. And, it's important to see people for what they are-people. A person is not truly defined by their color, their nationality or their religion. They are defined by what they are in their heart.
And, when we are hurt and have fallen, it's still nice to have Mom or Dad to give you a big hug and tell you everything will be alright, even if they can't fix it.
Spending so much time around these children got me to thinking - what if we could be more like children? Think about it for a second. First, kids don't care what kind of job you have. A job is just something that keeps you apart for several hours a day. As long as you have time to spend with them when the day is done - that's all they care about. Second, kids are thrilled by things that adults normally get annoyed by. Our son LOVES trains. The highlight of his day is if we get stopped by a passing train. Kids also love watching garbage trucks. Seeing the garbage person take the trash and dump it in the big truck, listening to the "bam, boom, crash, and seeing the yellow siren light on top of the truck is awesome to a child. Third, kids aren't prejudiced. A child is a child, no matter what race, nationality or religion. The only rules that matter to kids are "play nice", "wait your turn", and "share your toys with others". Plus, when kids fall down or get hurt, a kiss and a hug from Mom or Dad makes it all better.
Adults can learn a lot from their children. For one, see your job as just that-a job. It is not your life. This is hard for me because I take my job very seriously. Sometimes, it's hard to "turn it off" at 5:00 pm. I need to learn how to leave work at work and focus more on my family. Also, take time to enjoy the little things, even if it means being a few minutes late for work. On the way to work Friday, my son and I got caught by a train. It was so nice just sitting there with him, just watching the train, listening to the "clickety-clack" of the rails, and wondering where the train might be headed. There were cars who zoomed past us trying to get to the short cut around the tracks, and I couldn't help but feel sorry for them, especially if they had children with them. They don't know what they are missing. And, it's important to see people for what they are-people. A person is not truly defined by their color, their nationality or their religion. They are defined by what they are in their heart.
And, when we are hurt and have fallen, it's still nice to have Mom or Dad to give you a big hug and tell you everything will be alright, even if they can't fix it.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
A Nugget of Good News
I have proof that there are good people working in government. As you may have read from earlier posts, we have had such a horrible time trying to get hubby's unemployment benefits straightened out. What had happened was we filed for his unemployment on January 9th (the day he was let go) because we thought he had not been paid for that week. ADP had messed up the pay period ending date on his last paycheck, making it look like he had not been paid for that week. It took a week of investigating (and a final letter from ImagePoint) to determine that he had, in fact, been paid for that week. So, when we went to certify with Unemployment for the week 1/4-1/10, we entered his total salary for that week. I mean, that is what he was paid, so shouldn't we be honest about it? Because he earned over the maximum amount of $275, it disqualified him from benefits. We refiled per the instruction of a UI representative we saw at the Career Transition Fair, but the second refiling wouldn't go through because the first one was "stuck". We tried each day to call the state Unemployment office, but they are completely overloaded. In addition, we discovered that there is only one person in Knox County who can assist with issues, and he doesn't even work for the Unemployment division!
Well, my anger finally got the best of me. I sat down and sent an email to both State Representative Bill Dunn and State Senator Randy McNally. I emailed Dunn on Sunday and McNally on Monday (after I had not heard anything from Bill Dunn). By Tuesday, I had heard from neither one, so I called Representative Dunn's office and got in touch with his assistant. She was able to pull up the email I had sent, and assured me that she would take care of it. This angel came through! We got a call yesterday from a representative from the Department of Labor who was able to talk to hubby and certify the past two weeks, and a check should be mailed out to us today!!! WOO HOO!!!!! I couldn't believe it. This drama is finally over!!!
And, it's time to get some good news. Hubby didn't get the job he had interviewed for. So, we're back to the drawing board. There are some opportunities that he is pursuing, but we don't know much about them. But, it's not because of a lack of trying. Some "friends" have eluded to the fact that he should do more. How much more can he do?? There are NO JOBS!! What's he supposed to do? He's even tried to get part time work just to tide us over. But, because he has an education, he doesn't have a chance in getting it. He's not lazy at all. In fact, he says, "I just want to work". When these "friends" first said that, it made me really mad. This was coming from people who didn't have a clue, and they think they know EVERYTHING. But, in this case, they do not. So, I've just chalked it up to pure ignorance on their part. I am not going to argue with them about it. As hubby says, "you can't argue with a barking dog".
Let's pray that the good news keeps coming.
Well, my anger finally got the best of me. I sat down and sent an email to both State Representative Bill Dunn and State Senator Randy McNally. I emailed Dunn on Sunday and McNally on Monday (after I had not heard anything from Bill Dunn). By Tuesday, I had heard from neither one, so I called Representative Dunn's office and got in touch with his assistant. She was able to pull up the email I had sent, and assured me that she would take care of it. This angel came through! We got a call yesterday from a representative from the Department of Labor who was able to talk to hubby and certify the past two weeks, and a check should be mailed out to us today!!! WOO HOO!!!!! I couldn't believe it. This drama is finally over!!!
And, it's time to get some good news. Hubby didn't get the job he had interviewed for. So, we're back to the drawing board. There are some opportunities that he is pursuing, but we don't know much about them. But, it's not because of a lack of trying. Some "friends" have eluded to the fact that he should do more. How much more can he do?? There are NO JOBS!! What's he supposed to do? He's even tried to get part time work just to tide us over. But, because he has an education, he doesn't have a chance in getting it. He's not lazy at all. In fact, he says, "I just want to work". When these "friends" first said that, it made me really mad. This was coming from people who didn't have a clue, and they think they know EVERYTHING. But, in this case, they do not. So, I've just chalked it up to pure ignorance on their part. I am not going to argue with them about it. As hubby says, "you can't argue with a barking dog".
Let's pray that the good news keeps coming.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Things I've Learned Lately
Over the past couple of weeks, I've learned a few things that, hopefully, I will take with me after this difficult chapter in our life is complete.
1. Appreciate the small things. I don't know how religious you may be, but I've learned in recent weeks to see each event of my day as a blessing. After church last Sunday, we went to McDonalds for lunch. We had a meeting to go to at 1:00, and didn't have enough time to go home to eat. After we ordered, the counterperson gave me my total. I had just enough cash to pay for our lunch. I almost cried (I'm glad I didn't-it might have freaked out the poor kid behind the counter). Yesterday, I stopped by Starbucks for a cup of coffee. Hubby had bought me a gift card for Christmas, and I've been using it very sparingly. I got into a discussion with the drive-thru person about the brewed coffee of the day (I'm not a big fan of Pike Place). It was in the afternoon, and since that was all they had, I went ahead and ordered an Americano. When I got to the window, the guy at the drive-thru charged me for a brewed coffee, which was cheaper than the Americano. I was able to hold back my tears until I got past the drive-thru window. It was so touching. Just when I needed it, He was there.
2. Don't buy cheap oranges. I had recently discovered that I could eat oranges again. I was allergic to them as a child, but now I can eat them just fine. I usually take one to work with me. The first time I went to the grocery store after Hubby lost his job, I bought some oranges that were at a really cheap price. I could have went to Food City or Kroger and bought some, but I was trying to be as frugal as possible. The first time I went to eat one of the cheap oranges, I discovered why they were cheap. They were sour, had thick peels, and had those stringy veins that are impossible to chew. I suffered through them, one by one, until it was pay day. Needless to say, I splurged on oranges from Wal-Mart. I had one today. It's hard to appreciate decent oranges until you do without. (But, the next ones I get will be from Food City).
3. We are not alone in this. I've discovered throughout this situation that there are many people who are either going through or have gone through this same situation. Growing up, my dad worked in manufacturing and there were several times that his factory was closed due to lack of work. But, it wasn't until this happened that I've had the opportunity to talk to many people who have been kind enough to share their stories with me. One friend told me about her husband being out of work for 2 1/2 years and how they made it. Another person told me about his wife having trouble getting full time work after being laid off. Another friend told me that his wife is facing a layoff in the coming weeks. The most common thing I have heard from everyone is that God has helped them and continues to help them each day (this also goes back to item 1).
4. People truly care. I've been overwhelmed by the response of people who genuinely care about us. Many people have asked and continue to ask how we are doing. These are friends, co-workers and family who truly care about us. They also pray for hubby to be able to find something, and for us to be ok. The concern and care by the people close to us has been very touching to me, and I deeply appreciate it.
I'm sure this list will grow as the weeks go along. I'll be interested to see what other lessons are in store for us. But, for now, I'll just savor my oranges and smile.
1. Appreciate the small things. I don't know how religious you may be, but I've learned in recent weeks to see each event of my day as a blessing. After church last Sunday, we went to McDonalds for lunch. We had a meeting to go to at 1:00, and didn't have enough time to go home to eat. After we ordered, the counterperson gave me my total. I had just enough cash to pay for our lunch. I almost cried (I'm glad I didn't-it might have freaked out the poor kid behind the counter). Yesterday, I stopped by Starbucks for a cup of coffee. Hubby had bought me a gift card for Christmas, and I've been using it very sparingly. I got into a discussion with the drive-thru person about the brewed coffee of the day (I'm not a big fan of Pike Place). It was in the afternoon, and since that was all they had, I went ahead and ordered an Americano. When I got to the window, the guy at the drive-thru charged me for a brewed coffee, which was cheaper than the Americano. I was able to hold back my tears until I got past the drive-thru window. It was so touching. Just when I needed it, He was there.
2. Don't buy cheap oranges. I had recently discovered that I could eat oranges again. I was allergic to them as a child, but now I can eat them just fine. I usually take one to work with me. The first time I went to the grocery store after Hubby lost his job, I bought some oranges that were at a really cheap price. I could have went to Food City or Kroger and bought some, but I was trying to be as frugal as possible. The first time I went to eat one of the cheap oranges, I discovered why they were cheap. They were sour, had thick peels, and had those stringy veins that are impossible to chew. I suffered through them, one by one, until it was pay day. Needless to say, I splurged on oranges from Wal-Mart. I had one today. It's hard to appreciate decent oranges until you do without. (But, the next ones I get will be from Food City).
3. We are not alone in this. I've discovered throughout this situation that there are many people who are either going through or have gone through this same situation. Growing up, my dad worked in manufacturing and there were several times that his factory was closed due to lack of work. But, it wasn't until this happened that I've had the opportunity to talk to many people who have been kind enough to share their stories with me. One friend told me about her husband being out of work for 2 1/2 years and how they made it. Another person told me about his wife having trouble getting full time work after being laid off. Another friend told me that his wife is facing a layoff in the coming weeks. The most common thing I have heard from everyone is that God has helped them and continues to help them each day (this also goes back to item 1).
4. People truly care. I've been overwhelmed by the response of people who genuinely care about us. Many people have asked and continue to ask how we are doing. These are friends, co-workers and family who truly care about us. They also pray for hubby to be able to find something, and for us to be ok. The concern and care by the people close to us has been very touching to me, and I deeply appreciate it.
I'm sure this list will grow as the weeks go along. I'll be interested to see what other lessons are in store for us. But, for now, I'll just savor my oranges and smile.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
I woke up this morning glad that it was a new day. Yesterday was a tough day, and it was nice to know that it was over.
Hubby went for the meeting yesterday morning. Turns out the only job they had to offer was the one he's already interviewed for. So, it seems at this point, there is only one programming job available in Knoxville. Could that be possible? I mean, I know that K-town isn't the Silicon Valley of the South, but really-only 1? He has also searched online job listings and the newspaper. There's nothing there! So now, there are many qualified individuals vying for one job. It's like a a hungry group of church goers going after the last fried pie at a Church Homecoming luncheon. You look at it, you look at the others who are looking at it, you size them up, "Could I get to it before they do? Can I get it? How long as it been there? Is it going to be worth it if I do get it?"
After the meeting, I went with him to see his mom. She was rushed to the Emergency Room Thursday evening and spent the night. We're hoping that she gets to go home today. She is doing much better now, but we can't help but worry about her. After the visit, hubby met with our financial guy regarding rolling over his retirement. Hubby had to go to the ImagePoint office yesterday to take his distribution form for signing. He didn't tell me much about going there, but it had to be hard. Hopefully, this will be the last time he has to go there-ever!
Hubby heeps apologizing to me for what we are going through. My heart is breaking for him. He is such a wonderful man. He loves me and my son so very much. All he has ever done is try his very best to provide for us. Right before we got married, he had earned a Bachelor's degree in Ornamental Horticulture and Landscape Design. When it became apparent that there was not viable work in that field in this area, he went back to school to get a Computer Programming degree. He did this, not for personal gain, but for both of us. When I gave birth, he never left my side. I watched him get up at 4 am each morning to drive to Chattanooga to work at TVA to try to earn a full time position in order to get good benefits for us. When I had cancer, he was my rock. He stayed with me the entire time, sleeping in the chair right beside my bed so he could be there if I needed anything. I had my cancer surgery at Baptist downtown. It was July and, if you live in Knoxville, you know what July weather is like. Super hot and super humid. He walked from Baptist Hospital all the way to downtown and back, just to get me some flowers to brighten my day. He continues to brighten my days.
This situation is not his fault at all! This was done TO him and every other ImagePoint employee. These fine people who worked there did their job. They went to work each day and put in countless hours for this company, spent many nights working to make their customers happy, spent time away from their families as they worked toward the goal of making ImagePoint the best Sign Company around. They were dedicated to this company, and the company failed them. What hurts worse is that the company heads do not seem the least bit apologetic for this. My 4 year old knows to apologize when he does something wrong. I guess when you become a Corporate Executive, you become exempt from apologies. I know that most of this is because of the economy, but a simple "we are so sorry that this had to happen" would be nice.
It's now 8:30 am, the sun is up on this, a new day - one I am definitely ready for.
Hubby went for the meeting yesterday morning. Turns out the only job they had to offer was the one he's already interviewed for. So, it seems at this point, there is only one programming job available in Knoxville. Could that be possible? I mean, I know that K-town isn't the Silicon Valley of the South, but really-only 1? He has also searched online job listings and the newspaper. There's nothing there! So now, there are many qualified individuals vying for one job. It's like a a hungry group of church goers going after the last fried pie at a Church Homecoming luncheon. You look at it, you look at the others who are looking at it, you size them up, "Could I get to it before they do? Can I get it? How long as it been there? Is it going to be worth it if I do get it?"
After the meeting, I went with him to see his mom. She was rushed to the Emergency Room Thursday evening and spent the night. We're hoping that she gets to go home today. She is doing much better now, but we can't help but worry about her. After the visit, hubby met with our financial guy regarding rolling over his retirement. Hubby had to go to the ImagePoint office yesterday to take his distribution form for signing. He didn't tell me much about going there, but it had to be hard. Hopefully, this will be the last time he has to go there-ever!
Hubby heeps apologizing to me for what we are going through. My heart is breaking for him. He is such a wonderful man. He loves me and my son so very much. All he has ever done is try his very best to provide for us. Right before we got married, he had earned a Bachelor's degree in Ornamental Horticulture and Landscape Design. When it became apparent that there was not viable work in that field in this area, he went back to school to get a Computer Programming degree. He did this, not for personal gain, but for both of us. When I gave birth, he never left my side. I watched him get up at 4 am each morning to drive to Chattanooga to work at TVA to try to earn a full time position in order to get good benefits for us. When I had cancer, he was my rock. He stayed with me the entire time, sleeping in the chair right beside my bed so he could be there if I needed anything. I had my cancer surgery at Baptist downtown. It was July and, if you live in Knoxville, you know what July weather is like. Super hot and super humid. He walked from Baptist Hospital all the way to downtown and back, just to get me some flowers to brighten my day. He continues to brighten my days.
This situation is not his fault at all! This was done TO him and every other ImagePoint employee. These fine people who worked there did their job. They went to work each day and put in countless hours for this company, spent many nights working to make their customers happy, spent time away from their families as they worked toward the goal of making ImagePoint the best Sign Company around. They were dedicated to this company, and the company failed them. What hurts worse is that the company heads do not seem the least bit apologetic for this. My 4 year old knows to apologize when he does something wrong. I guess when you become a Corporate Executive, you become exempt from apologies. I know that most of this is because of the economy, but a simple "we are so sorry that this had to happen" would be nice.
It's now 8:30 am, the sun is up on this, a new day - one I am definitely ready for.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Hello? Does this phone work?
It's so hard to believe that it has almost been 2 weeks since the shutdown. Hubby is still waiting to hear whether or not he got the job he interviewed for. It was a week ago today that he had his second interview. He did find out that they are still interviewing people for the job. You can't blame them. I mean, they have a plethera of applicants to choose from. It is in their best interest to interview as many qualified applicants to make sure they choose the right one. It is still hard, though, when you're waiting to hear something. Time ticks by (tick, tick, tick). You pick up the phone just to make sure it is still working . It's like a comic waiting for a laugh after just telling a bald joke at a toupee convention. It's brutal!! And I'm not the one sitting by the phone. Can you imagine what it's like for hubby?
He got the garage cleaned out enough today to park the Mustang in there. As long as we still own it, it might as well get to park in the garage, right? He's staying busy, which is helping him. I sat down to pay our bills today after I got paid. With the help we are getting from our credit union, we were able to pay our bills for this pay period. Although looking at what we owe verses what's now coming in is depressing, it also makes me feel very thankful for what we do have. I'm thankful for having compassionate people working with us and money left over after paying our bills. I'm also thankful for leftovers, which is helping stretch our food.
One concern I have is that our son's birthday is coming up in a couple of weeks. We're having his birthday party here next weekend. We had decided before hubby lost his job that we would have it at our house. We just bought the house in April and finally have enough space to have his birthday here instead of renting out a space for it. He'll be 5, so we haven't reached the "got to outdo the other kids' parties" stage yet. He's so excited about his party. He helped me fill out invitations and tape them to his friends' cubbies at Preschool. Meanwhile, I'm trying to figure out what we are going to do. I want to make his birthday as normal as possible. I know we need to conserve our money right now. But he's a precious little guy who deserves to have a wonderful birthday just like any other child. It will also be an opportunity for us to celebrate something. We've not had anything to celebrate lately. He's our only son and we are unable to have any other children. He is our gift from God. Shouldn't we celebrate that?
Hopefully, hubby's unemployment will be straightened out and we will get his first unemployment check next week. Which reminds me-I tried calling the State Unemployment Office a few times today. Still busy. I seriously don't think their phones are working either. Also, hubby has another appointment tomorrow. I'm praying for good news (even if that news is that the reimbursement check cleared and we get our $63.00).
He got the garage cleaned out enough today to park the Mustang in there. As long as we still own it, it might as well get to park in the garage, right? He's staying busy, which is helping him. I sat down to pay our bills today after I got paid. With the help we are getting from our credit union, we were able to pay our bills for this pay period. Although looking at what we owe verses what's now coming in is depressing, it also makes me feel very thankful for what we do have. I'm thankful for having compassionate people working with us and money left over after paying our bills. I'm also thankful for leftovers, which is helping stretch our food.
One concern I have is that our son's birthday is coming up in a couple of weeks. We're having his birthday party here next weekend. We had decided before hubby lost his job that we would have it at our house. We just bought the house in April and finally have enough space to have his birthday here instead of renting out a space for it. He'll be 5, so we haven't reached the "got to outdo the other kids' parties" stage yet. He's so excited about his party. He helped me fill out invitations and tape them to his friends' cubbies at Preschool. Meanwhile, I'm trying to figure out what we are going to do. I want to make his birthday as normal as possible. I know we need to conserve our money right now. But he's a precious little guy who deserves to have a wonderful birthday just like any other child. It will also be an opportunity for us to celebrate something. We've not had anything to celebrate lately. He's our only son and we are unable to have any other children. He is our gift from God. Shouldn't we celebrate that?
Hopefully, hubby's unemployment will be straightened out and we will get his first unemployment check next week. Which reminds me-I tried calling the State Unemployment Office a few times today. Still busy. I seriously don't think their phones are working either. Also, hubby has another appointment tomorrow. I'm praying for good news (even if that news is that the reimbursement check cleared and we get our $63.00).
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
A funny story about a car
Most guys love cars. I know that this is not a news flash. Men love cars the same way birds love the sky, little children love puddles and my cats love to rub against my freshly washed black pants. It's a given. And, my hubby is no exception.
During our marriage, he had mentioned many times that he would like to have a Ford Mustang (along with a Ford Coupe, a boat, a garage . . .). So, you can imagine my surprise when he mentioned one day that he wanted one of the new Chevy Camaros that were coming out this year. Did I hear him right? A camaro? One thing about him, when he gets his mind set on something, it becomes an obsession. He put the picture of the car on our desktop on our computer, the wallpaper on his phone, and he even joined a computer forum with other men and women who were as excited about the car as he was. We even placed an order for one for him. It was so nice to see him so happy about something.
In the meantime, hubby found a really cool looking Mustang at Lance Cunningham Ford. On Monday the 5th, I got an email alert that Ford's sales fell 32% in December. As a joke, I emailed hubby and said, "Now might be a good time to go look at that Mustang." Which was even funnier because he had received an email from a Ford Salesperson asking him if he was still interested in buying a car. So, he went by Lance Cunningham on the way home on Monday. He got a good deal on the Mustang (a much better deal than we were getting on the Camaro). So, he bought it. We were able to get out of the Camaro order (but we lost our deposit). But, hubby had his Mustang and all was right with the world...at least for the next 3 1/2 days.
Fast forward to Friday - hubby loses his job, our income is cut in half. I thought, "Well, maybe we can take the car back". So, I called and left a message for the Finance Department at LCF. I mean, we had owned the car for 3 1/2 days. Believe me, if we had had ANY incliniation that this shut down was going to occur, there is no way we would have bought this car! What MORON would have bought a car if they knew they were losing their job? They still had our trade in, the loan was still in the very early phases of being processed. My thinking was we could return the car, get our trade (which was still in good shape), and be ok. However, my thinking and the thinking of Lance Cunningham Ford were, how you say, drastically different.
I was told that "if we let cars come back, we'll lose OUR jobs!". The Finance person I spoke with was unable and unwilling to help. He said he had talked to the General Manager, but was told by him (I believe his name is Matt) "absolutely not". I called and left a "not so nice" message for the General Manager, asking him to call me back. Needless to say, I've not heard from him and don't really expect to.
OK, here is where the story becomes like a really bad sitcom - the car wouldn't start on Friday morning! The temperature on Friday morning was 5 degrees. My 5 year old Buick with a 5 year old battery was able to start, but the brand new Ford with a new battery wouldn't turn over. Neither would it start on Saturday morning (the 17th). So, hubby boosted off the car and I took it back to LCF. I was ready for battle! They took the car and checked it out. While I waited, I thought I would walk over to the showroom and check on a payment we are due for an overestimate of our payoff for our trade-in. When I walked in, the salesmen were so nice and courteous - that is, until they heard that I had a problem. Then they scattered faster than stray cats at the sight of the Animal Control truck. I will say that the gentleman in Finance I spoke to on Saturday was very nice and apologized for what had happened. In addition, I met a really nice man who worked there named Ray. Those two men helped soften my harsh feelings toward that dealership.
And, it turns out, all they had to do was just charge the battery. It's been working fine since Saturday.
We still don't know if we will be able to keep the car or not. We are going to try. But, we are at least having fun driving it until that day comes. Driving it helps put a smile on our faces. Plus, our son loves riding in it too.
During our marriage, he had mentioned many times that he would like to have a Ford Mustang (along with a Ford Coupe, a boat, a garage . . .). So, you can imagine my surprise when he mentioned one day that he wanted one of the new Chevy Camaros that were coming out this year. Did I hear him right? A camaro? One thing about him, when he gets his mind set on something, it becomes an obsession. He put the picture of the car on our desktop on our computer, the wallpaper on his phone, and he even joined a computer forum with other men and women who were as excited about the car as he was. We even placed an order for one for him. It was so nice to see him so happy about something.
In the meantime, hubby found a really cool looking Mustang at Lance Cunningham Ford. On Monday the 5th, I got an email alert that Ford's sales fell 32% in December. As a joke, I emailed hubby and said, "Now might be a good time to go look at that Mustang." Which was even funnier because he had received an email from a Ford Salesperson asking him if he was still interested in buying a car. So, he went by Lance Cunningham on the way home on Monday. He got a good deal on the Mustang (a much better deal than we were getting on the Camaro). So, he bought it. We were able to get out of the Camaro order (but we lost our deposit). But, hubby had his Mustang and all was right with the world...at least for the next 3 1/2 days.
Fast forward to Friday - hubby loses his job, our income is cut in half. I thought, "Well, maybe we can take the car back". So, I called and left a message for the Finance Department at LCF. I mean, we had owned the car for 3 1/2 days. Believe me, if we had had ANY incliniation that this shut down was going to occur, there is no way we would have bought this car! What MORON would have bought a car if they knew they were losing their job? They still had our trade in, the loan was still in the very early phases of being processed. My thinking was we could return the car, get our trade (which was still in good shape), and be ok. However, my thinking and the thinking of Lance Cunningham Ford were, how you say, drastically different.
I was told that "if we let cars come back, we'll lose OUR jobs!". The Finance person I spoke with was unable and unwilling to help. He said he had talked to the General Manager, but was told by him (I believe his name is Matt) "absolutely not". I called and left a "not so nice" message for the General Manager, asking him to call me back. Needless to say, I've not heard from him and don't really expect to.
OK, here is where the story becomes like a really bad sitcom - the car wouldn't start on Friday morning! The temperature on Friday morning was 5 degrees. My 5 year old Buick with a 5 year old battery was able to start, but the brand new Ford with a new battery wouldn't turn over. Neither would it start on Saturday morning (the 17th). So, hubby boosted off the car and I took it back to LCF. I was ready for battle! They took the car and checked it out. While I waited, I thought I would walk over to the showroom and check on a payment we are due for an overestimate of our payoff for our trade-in. When I walked in, the salesmen were so nice and courteous - that is, until they heard that I had a problem. Then they scattered faster than stray cats at the sight of the Animal Control truck. I will say that the gentleman in Finance I spoke to on Saturday was very nice and apologized for what had happened. In addition, I met a really nice man who worked there named Ray. Those two men helped soften my harsh feelings toward that dealership.
And, it turns out, all they had to do was just charge the battery. It's been working fine since Saturday.
We still don't know if we will be able to keep the car or not. We are going to try. But, we are at least having fun driving it until that day comes. Driving it helps put a smile on our faces. Plus, our son loves riding in it too.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Still Jobless-and Getting Really Frustrated
Yesterday was such a beautiful day. I was off work for the holiday, so the three of us stayed in and watched the snow. My son and I got to go outside and play in the small amount of snow we had. It was such a treat for him. We also spent the day drawing and painting pictures, playing computer games, and spending some much needed quality time together. It was a great day.
My how things can change in one day!!
On Friday, we got the reimbursement check from ImagePoint for our internet service. However, because so many of these checks have been bouncing higher than Super Balls, we were afraid to deposit it. The check was written off of a Wachovia Bank account (ironic-huh?). So, we thought we would take it to the closest Wachovia Bank. Yeah, that would be in SYLVIA, NC!!! That drive would definitely not be worth the amount - $63.00. However, our bank offered us a solution. We put a hard hold on the check. That way, when (or if) Wachovia releases the funds, our bank will put the money in our account. If the check bounces, we will not be out the money. Also, it should only take 5 business days to get an answer.
Also on Friday, we got a packet of information from ImagePoint. The packet contained a letter that tried to answer many of the unanswered questions that came from the shutdown. According to the letter, ADP messed up on the payroll dates and that the employees did, in fact, get paid. It also gave information about health benefits and the 401(k) plan for the employees. In addition, the packet also contained the official Separation Notice for unemployment and a distribution form for the 401(k) plan. One good bit of info out of the letter was that the United Way was going to hold an Career Transition Fair today. This would give former employees access to certain services such as signing up for unemployment, meeting with some potential employers, getting mental health help, signing up for health benefits, and more.
We were not planning on going to the fair today. However, it's funny how things turn out sometimes. My office was closed today due to the weather. So, I thought I would try to call the Unemployment Office to try to get hubby's unemployment straightened out. See, we filed online on the 9th (the day ImagePoint closed). On Sunday, the 11th, we tried to do the Weekly Certification (just like the Guide to Unemployment tells you to do), but had questions. I called and left a message for someone to help, but never got a call back. I assumed at that point that we weren't supposed to certify that week and needed to wait until the 18th. So, on the evening of the 18th, we certified online. The online form asks if you have worked during the week in question. Well, hubby had worked that week, so we chose yes. Then, it asks how much was made during that week. We entered his salary for that week. Because we entered his salary, this disqualified him from getting unemployment benefits!! I tried calling everyone and their brother on Sunday. I mean, any organization that REQUIRES people to file something on a Sunday HAS to have people there to answer questions, right? WRONG!!! However, the one technical services person I did speak with was very kind and told me I would have to call back on Tuesday (today) since Monday was a holiday.
I don't know if you have tried calling the state Unemployment office lately. If you haven't, DON'T. I started calling at 8:00 am this morning. Throughout the next 5 hours, I got either a busy signal, a recorded message stating that "due to very high call volume, they could not accept my call", or (my personal favorite) you would be prompted to go through the entire voice prompt system only to be told after 3-4 minutes "please try again later" and disconnected. So, at 2pm, hubby, our son, and myself were standing with 200 other people inside the United Way building listening to a lady patting herself on the back for putting this fair together. OK, that may have been a little harsh, I know. But, when you are desperately trying to put your life back together, the last thing you want to hear is this lady bragging on herself. There was one lady there from the Labor and Workforce Development's Rapid Response Team who was able to answer my question - we have to refile for hubby's unemployment. We may even lose a week's benefits because I filed too early. That whole "early bird gets the worm" doesn't apply to government benefits.
The fair seemed pretty successful. They had representatives from different organizations (mostly who support the United Way) to give tips on effective resumes and interviewing, good advice on rolling over your retirement, how to access help for paying your utility bill, and more. As I stood there, I couldn't help but take a look around. There were some dressed nicely as if they were going to an interview, there were some who appeared disheveled, there were some who were there alone and some who had to bring their children with them. During the Unemployment break-out session, my son and I were asked to wait outside the room (only because the room was small and they wanted as many employees to be in there as possible). We sat outside the room with a sweet young girl named Hannah. She was in Middle School and her mom was a former ImagePoint employee. I was so impressed by the maturity of this young girl. Hearing about her life to this point, I was amazed by her optimism and her faith. I was touched by her concern for her mom during this situation. Luckily, her mom is starting a new job tomorrow. Maybe Hannah won't have to worry for long.
Maybe we won't have to worry much longer either....
My how things can change in one day!!
On Friday, we got the reimbursement check from ImagePoint for our internet service. However, because so many of these checks have been bouncing higher than Super Balls, we were afraid to deposit it. The check was written off of a Wachovia Bank account (ironic-huh?). So, we thought we would take it to the closest Wachovia Bank. Yeah, that would be in SYLVIA, NC!!! That drive would definitely not be worth the amount - $63.00. However, our bank offered us a solution. We put a hard hold on the check. That way, when (or if) Wachovia releases the funds, our bank will put the money in our account. If the check bounces, we will not be out the money. Also, it should only take 5 business days to get an answer.
Also on Friday, we got a packet of information from ImagePoint. The packet contained a letter that tried to answer many of the unanswered questions that came from the shutdown. According to the letter, ADP messed up on the payroll dates and that the employees did, in fact, get paid. It also gave information about health benefits and the 401(k) plan for the employees. In addition, the packet also contained the official Separation Notice for unemployment and a distribution form for the 401(k) plan. One good bit of info out of the letter was that the United Way was going to hold an Career Transition Fair today. This would give former employees access to certain services such as signing up for unemployment, meeting with some potential employers, getting mental health help, signing up for health benefits, and more.
We were not planning on going to the fair today. However, it's funny how things turn out sometimes. My office was closed today due to the weather. So, I thought I would try to call the Unemployment Office to try to get hubby's unemployment straightened out. See, we filed online on the 9th (the day ImagePoint closed). On Sunday, the 11th, we tried to do the Weekly Certification (just like the Guide to Unemployment tells you to do), but had questions. I called and left a message for someone to help, but never got a call back. I assumed at that point that we weren't supposed to certify that week and needed to wait until the 18th. So, on the evening of the 18th, we certified online. The online form asks if you have worked during the week in question. Well, hubby had worked that week, so we chose yes. Then, it asks how much was made during that week. We entered his salary for that week. Because we entered his salary, this disqualified him from getting unemployment benefits!! I tried calling everyone and their brother on Sunday. I mean, any organization that REQUIRES people to file something on a Sunday HAS to have people there to answer questions, right? WRONG!!! However, the one technical services person I did speak with was very kind and told me I would have to call back on Tuesday (today) since Monday was a holiday.
I don't know if you have tried calling the state Unemployment office lately. If you haven't, DON'T. I started calling at 8:00 am this morning. Throughout the next 5 hours, I got either a busy signal, a recorded message stating that "due to very high call volume, they could not accept my call", or (my personal favorite) you would be prompted to go through the entire voice prompt system only to be told after 3-4 minutes "please try again later" and disconnected. So, at 2pm, hubby, our son, and myself were standing with 200 other people inside the United Way building listening to a lady patting herself on the back for putting this fair together. OK, that may have been a little harsh, I know. But, when you are desperately trying to put your life back together, the last thing you want to hear is this lady bragging on herself. There was one lady there from the Labor and Workforce Development's Rapid Response Team who was able to answer my question - we have to refile for hubby's unemployment. We may even lose a week's benefits because I filed too early. That whole "early bird gets the worm" doesn't apply to government benefits.
The fair seemed pretty successful. They had representatives from different organizations (mostly who support the United Way) to give tips on effective resumes and interviewing, good advice on rolling over your retirement, how to access help for paying your utility bill, and more. As I stood there, I couldn't help but take a look around. There were some dressed nicely as if they were going to an interview, there were some who appeared disheveled, there were some who were there alone and some who had to bring their children with them. During the Unemployment break-out session, my son and I were asked to wait outside the room (only because the room was small and they wanted as many employees to be in there as possible). We sat outside the room with a sweet young girl named Hannah. She was in Middle School and her mom was a former ImagePoint employee. I was so impressed by the maturity of this young girl. Hearing about her life to this point, I was amazed by her optimism and her faith. I was touched by her concern for her mom during this situation. Luckily, her mom is starting a new job tomorrow. Maybe Hannah won't have to worry for long.
Maybe we won't have to worry much longer either....
Friday, January 16, 2009
What a difference a week makes!
We have officially made it one week since the shut down of ImagePoint. What a week! Actually, it seems much longer than a week. At times, it feels like a month. At times, though, it feels like it was just yesterday.
This time last week, we were grappling with the fear and uncertainty from the sudden closure of the company. Today, we are awaiting word of a possible job and trying to put this experience behind us. Our friends and family are continuing to give us ongoing words of encouragement. I have moments of anxiety, but am mostly hopeful. Being a control freak, I like having everything planned out. The unknown is what gives me small bouts of panic. However, when I get uptight about the money or situation, I try to stop and say a small prayer for peace (at least peace of mind).
Since last week, there have been more closures and layoffs in this area. More individuals and families in our position. More individuals in the jobless tank looking for work. More families worried about their bills, worried about how they will put food on their tables. More children worried about their parents and their own future. Since last week, we've heard information about the proposed reasons for the close of ImagePoint. We've also seen an entire group of former employees band together and offer support to each other. Whether they were in Accounting, Project Management, IT, or any other department, they are now sticking together as one group of friends encouraging each other, grieving together, moving forward. They could wallow in this grief alone, but they are choosing to stay in touch. What a wonderful group of people!
One good thing that has come out of this-hubby is getting some home projects completed that we've put off since Labor Day. We had bought paint during a Labor Day Sale at Home Depot. But, the paint has sat dormant in our garage since that day. Each weekend, we would say, "well, we'll get to it later". Well, later has arrived. For this, I am thankful.
One week down. Hopefully, next week will bring good news. If not, that's ok because we will be ok.
Have a great weekend!
This time last week, we were grappling with the fear and uncertainty from the sudden closure of the company. Today, we are awaiting word of a possible job and trying to put this experience behind us. Our friends and family are continuing to give us ongoing words of encouragement. I have moments of anxiety, but am mostly hopeful. Being a control freak, I like having everything planned out. The unknown is what gives me small bouts of panic. However, when I get uptight about the money or situation, I try to stop and say a small prayer for peace (at least peace of mind).
Since last week, there have been more closures and layoffs in this area. More individuals and families in our position. More individuals in the jobless tank looking for work. More families worried about their bills, worried about how they will put food on their tables. More children worried about their parents and their own future. Since last week, we've heard information about the proposed reasons for the close of ImagePoint. We've also seen an entire group of former employees band together and offer support to each other. Whether they were in Accounting, Project Management, IT, or any other department, they are now sticking together as one group of friends encouraging each other, grieving together, moving forward. They could wallow in this grief alone, but they are choosing to stay in touch. What a wonderful group of people!
One good thing that has come out of this-hubby is getting some home projects completed that we've put off since Labor Day. We had bought paint during a Labor Day Sale at Home Depot. But, the paint has sat dormant in our garage since that day. Each weekend, we would say, "well, we'll get to it later". Well, later has arrived. For this, I am thankful.
One week down. Hopefully, next week will bring good news. If not, that's ok because we will be ok.
Have a great weekend!
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Fearful Optimism
Well, we're almost to the one week mark. Not an anniversary that we look forward to, that's for sure. Hubby is holding up well. He's excited about some opportunities that he has ahead. Plus, he's spending a lot of time with our son. It is so sweet seeing them playing together.
The interview went well. We're one step closer to knowing the fate of this opportunity. Because of other interviews to be held, hubby probably won't know anything until next week. Meanwhile, he is putting together a list of things to do around the house while he is off. Staying busy will be good for keeping this situation off of his mind.
My faith has been tested today. After the interview, I started getting kind of nervous. My mind says that we will be ok, but deep down I'm still scared. Looking at our bills due next week didn't help. It is as if I'm afraid to be optimistic about this job opportunity. I'm so afraid that if I let myself get excited about the job and relaxed about our situation, I will somehow jinx it. I know that may sound silly, but we have gone through this before - get excited and assured about a job only to have our hopes dashed. I can't bear to think of that happening this time. But, I've got to have faith.
When I feel this way, I also feel guilty. I know we are very fortunate to have each other (yes, I know that sounds cliche, just bear with me). There are families who have it much harder than we do. I went to a Volunteer Experience at Knox Area Rescue Ministries. I saw families with small children who live there. For whatever reason, they have lost their home and other possessions. I saw mothers who have had their children taken away by DCS. I saw fathers who were living on the streets, away from their families. Part of me felt very fortunate while another part of me felt very, very scared. Maybe one of these families has gone through something similar to what we've gone through. What if this happens to us? What will we do? Then I came home to a wonderful husband who is trying to find work and a sweet child who is a source of joy for both of us right now.
Then, I listen to President Bush tonight. I listen to him say "we're going through tough times". My mind knows that we'll get through this. I just hope my heart keeps the faith.
The interview went well. We're one step closer to knowing the fate of this opportunity. Because of other interviews to be held, hubby probably won't know anything until next week. Meanwhile, he is putting together a list of things to do around the house while he is off. Staying busy will be good for keeping this situation off of his mind.
My faith has been tested today. After the interview, I started getting kind of nervous. My mind says that we will be ok, but deep down I'm still scared. Looking at our bills due next week didn't help. It is as if I'm afraid to be optimistic about this job opportunity. I'm so afraid that if I let myself get excited about the job and relaxed about our situation, I will somehow jinx it. I know that may sound silly, but we have gone through this before - get excited and assured about a job only to have our hopes dashed. I can't bear to think of that happening this time. But, I've got to have faith.
When I feel this way, I also feel guilty. I know we are very fortunate to have each other (yes, I know that sounds cliche, just bear with me). There are families who have it much harder than we do. I went to a Volunteer Experience at Knox Area Rescue Ministries. I saw families with small children who live there. For whatever reason, they have lost their home and other possessions. I saw mothers who have had their children taken away by DCS. I saw fathers who were living on the streets, away from their families. Part of me felt very fortunate while another part of me felt very, very scared. Maybe one of these families has gone through something similar to what we've gone through. What if this happens to us? What will we do? Then I came home to a wonderful husband who is trying to find work and a sweet child who is a source of joy for both of us right now.
Then, I listen to President Bush tonight. I listen to him say "we're going through tough times". My mind knows that we'll get through this. I just hope my heart keeps the faith.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Frustrations and Facelifts
When today started, it felt like a regular day. My husband had a meeting with the recruiting firm this morning, so he was up and getting ready at the same time as my son and me. For a moment, it felt as if nothing had changed. Or, I'm starting to get used to the situation. I'm not really sure. I have at least been able to concentrate on work today. It has been really difficult to stay on task the past couple of days. My mind wonders a lot. I think about my husband - is he really ok? How can I help him not to worry so much? I think about our son - does he really know what's going on? Are we talking about it too much in front of him? Is this going to affect him more than we know? At least today seems normal.
One of the directors of ImagePoint (my husband's old company) has posted on his blog about why he thinks the company went "in the toilet". Supposedly, Wachovia Bank is the culprit to this particular financial disaster. According to Mr. Mock, Wachovia refused to approve a loan to keep the company afloat. However, Wachovia received money from the Government Bailout (they were acquired by Wells Fargo). Wasn't the bailout intended to help banks keep people from losing their jobs? In addition, we've heard grumblings that what ImagePoint did was not entirely legal. But, at what point do you fight it? The company is gone-kaput-finito. What would fighting the point be worth at this point? As a wise man I know says, "Is the juice worth the squeeze?" My feeling is no. There are better things in store for us. Don't get me wrong-it's infuriating to think about how these people were treated. They were treated as if they were just nothing, had no feelings, had not families to care for - nothing. I have to keep telling myself to let it go. And, I'm just the spouse of an employee.
On a better note, the meeting with the recruiting firm went well. As did the phone interview yesterday. Things are starting to look up. The employer has asked hubby for a face-to-face interview on Thursday afternoon. The huge weight on our chests are starting to lift, at least a little. It is really nice to hear him happy again. He has a nice smile, and it's good to see it again. One thing that has come out of this is that we seem to appreciate each other more. I hear that tough times like this tear people apart. But, for us so far, it's brought us closer together. I just hope this continues. Meanwhile, he has an Open House to attend tomorrow with the recruiting firm. The recruiting firm is hosting the Open House for former ImagePoint technical employees. He's excited that he'll get to see some of his fellow former co-workers. So, now, we're holding out to Thursday.
One of the directors of ImagePoint (my husband's old company) has posted on his blog about why he thinks the company went "in the toilet". Supposedly, Wachovia Bank is the culprit to this particular financial disaster. According to Mr. Mock, Wachovia refused to approve a loan to keep the company afloat. However, Wachovia received money from the Government Bailout (they were acquired by Wells Fargo). Wasn't the bailout intended to help banks keep people from losing their jobs? In addition, we've heard grumblings that what ImagePoint did was not entirely legal. But, at what point do you fight it? The company is gone-kaput-finito. What would fighting the point be worth at this point? As a wise man I know says, "Is the juice worth the squeeze?" My feeling is no. There are better things in store for us. Don't get me wrong-it's infuriating to think about how these people were treated. They were treated as if they were just nothing, had no feelings, had not families to care for - nothing. I have to keep telling myself to let it go. And, I'm just the spouse of an employee.
On a better note, the meeting with the recruiting firm went well. As did the phone interview yesterday. Things are starting to look up. The employer has asked hubby for a face-to-face interview on Thursday afternoon. The huge weight on our chests are starting to lift, at least a little. It is really nice to hear him happy again. He has a nice smile, and it's good to see it again. One thing that has come out of this is that we seem to appreciate each other more. I hear that tough times like this tear people apart. But, for us so far, it's brought us closer together. I just hope this continues. Meanwhile, he has an Open House to attend tomorrow with the recruiting firm. The recruiting firm is hosting the Open House for former ImagePoint technical employees. He's excited that he'll get to see some of his fellow former co-workers. So, now, we're holding out to Thursday.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Blessings both Great and Small
We've started week one of Job Search (not to be confused with Star Search). The face-to-face interview my husband had this morning was rescheduled to tomorrow, but it was due to a scheduling conflict. So, we're not worrying over that. He still has a phone interview today, and he's really nervous. I know he'll ace it, but I might be a little biased on that.
Meanwhile, we made it through the weekend. It's amazing how, when bad things happen, you get to see the true side of someone. I have been completely overwhelmed by the responses I've received from many of our friends and family, along with complete strangers. As soon as the word got out about what happened, our friends and family have offered prayers, words of encouragement, and much, much more. In addition, our creditors have been ever so kind and compassionate to us. I called our bank on Saturday and spoke with a wonderful man named Dan. He normally works in collections, and according to him, he usually has to deal with the really nasty collection cases. He assured me that the bank would help us out with a payment plan. He said that the best thing a person in our situation can do is contact their creditors AS SOON as the situation arises. He praised us for taking action so quickly. I didn't have the heart to tell him that I'm a control freak! Also, our mortgage company, credit card company, and loan company have said they will work with us. They all understand what position we are in, mainly because there are a LOT of people in the same situation we are in. Plus, the news coverage has actually helped with it because it has spread the word about what happened on Friday.
I went grocery shopping yesterday, which was a very humbling experience. Don't get me wrong-we've been through hard times before. There have been times where we have had to watch every penny we made just to make ends meet. But, we didn't have our son then. Back then, if we didn't buy Chef Boyardee brand ravioli or General Mills brand Honey Nut Cheerios, we didn't mind. It was ok because we knew the reason. But, it seems much harder now that we have our son. He's a little guy-so sweet and innocent. I'm not saying that off-brand items are bad. In fact, I like them a lot more than name brand items. It's hard to explain, but it's like my son is having to sacrifice for something that is totally not his fault. He's having to give up doing things or getting things he would like because Daddy's company thought more of themselves than they did their employees. And what makes it even more heartbreaking is that he's not selfish. I mean, you know the kids I'm talking about-the ones in the grocery store screaming "I WANT THESE CHIPS, NOT THOSE!" then proceeding to throw the ungodliest fit you have ever seen in your life. That's not my boy (promise!). He just says, "Ok Mommy, maybe next time". It's at that point I want to grab him and just cry.
Our son has also been asking questions. He asked this morning, "Mommy, why did Daddy get to stay home today?" I responded, "Well, Daddy's office closed." OK, for most people, that response would have been sufficient. Not for Clarence Darrow of the preschool world. He asked, "When will it open back up so Daddy can get some money?" I said, "Well, sweetheart, it's not going to open back up." The situation negotiator then said, "Well, maybe in 2010, it will open back up and Daddy will go back there." I couldn't help but smile at that one. I told him, "Well...maybe. But, Daddy is going to get a new job and will make money. But, just know that whatever happens, we will be just fine. We love you, we are together, and that's what counts." That seemed to satisfy him for now. But, we'll see of Mr. Darrow has any more inquisitions for me after school today.
In the meantime, I am counting our many blessings and God's wisdom. I am also thanking him for both the big blessings such as the graciousness of our creditors and the small blessings such as our grocery bill only being $70 instead of the normal $200.
Meanwhile, we made it through the weekend. It's amazing how, when bad things happen, you get to see the true side of someone. I have been completely overwhelmed by the responses I've received from many of our friends and family, along with complete strangers. As soon as the word got out about what happened, our friends and family have offered prayers, words of encouragement, and much, much more. In addition, our creditors have been ever so kind and compassionate to us. I called our bank on Saturday and spoke with a wonderful man named Dan. He normally works in collections, and according to him, he usually has to deal with the really nasty collection cases. He assured me that the bank would help us out with a payment plan. He said that the best thing a person in our situation can do is contact their creditors AS SOON as the situation arises. He praised us for taking action so quickly. I didn't have the heart to tell him that I'm a control freak! Also, our mortgage company, credit card company, and loan company have said they will work with us. They all understand what position we are in, mainly because there are a LOT of people in the same situation we are in. Plus, the news coverage has actually helped with it because it has spread the word about what happened on Friday.
I went grocery shopping yesterday, which was a very humbling experience. Don't get me wrong-we've been through hard times before. There have been times where we have had to watch every penny we made just to make ends meet. But, we didn't have our son then. Back then, if we didn't buy Chef Boyardee brand ravioli or General Mills brand Honey Nut Cheerios, we didn't mind. It was ok because we knew the reason. But, it seems much harder now that we have our son. He's a little guy-so sweet and innocent. I'm not saying that off-brand items are bad. In fact, I like them a lot more than name brand items. It's hard to explain, but it's like my son is having to sacrifice for something that is totally not his fault. He's having to give up doing things or getting things he would like because Daddy's company thought more of themselves than they did their employees. And what makes it even more heartbreaking is that he's not selfish. I mean, you know the kids I'm talking about-the ones in the grocery store screaming "I WANT THESE CHIPS, NOT THOSE!" then proceeding to throw the ungodliest fit you have ever seen in your life. That's not my boy (promise!). He just says, "Ok Mommy, maybe next time". It's at that point I want to grab him and just cry.
Our son has also been asking questions. He asked this morning, "Mommy, why did Daddy get to stay home today?" I responded, "Well, Daddy's office closed." OK, for most people, that response would have been sufficient. Not for Clarence Darrow of the preschool world. He asked, "When will it open back up so Daddy can get some money?" I said, "Well, sweetheart, it's not going to open back up." The situation negotiator then said, "Well, maybe in 2010, it will open back up and Daddy will go back there." I couldn't help but smile at that one. I told him, "Well...maybe. But, Daddy is going to get a new job and will make money. But, just know that whatever happens, we will be just fine. We love you, we are together, and that's what counts." That seemed to satisfy him for now. But, we'll see of Mr. Darrow has any more inquisitions for me after school today.
In the meantime, I am counting our many blessings and God's wisdom. I am also thanking him for both the big blessings such as the graciousness of our creditors and the small blessings such as our grocery bill only being $70 instead of the normal $200.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Jobless Hits Home
I'm a news junkie, I admit. I watch the local and national news, I read the local newspaper, I even listen to NPR. I've seen the news reports about people losing their jobs. Over and over, it seems like the same story-company makes money (lots of it), company loses money (lots more of it), company tries to stay afloat, company fails, people lose jobs, and so on.
Well, the crisis has finally hit home.
Friday, January 9th started out as any other day. We got up that morning and got ready to go to work. Our little guy got dressed for preschool. I dropped him off and we waved goodbye to me, yelling "I'll see you this afternoon, Mommy!". I get to work, do the normal "watercooler" jabber with some friends at work. At 11:00 am, I get a phone call on my cell from my husband. He usually doesn't call me during work, so when he does, I try to answer it. When I said "hello", all I heard was, "Imagepoint is closing-Imagepoint is closing-Imagepoint is closing". The sound of panic in his voice was overwhelming. I asked, "What's going on" (at least I think that's what I asked. At that point, I was in complete shock). He said, "I've gotta go-I'm heading into a meeting" and hung up. I sat there-stunned, confused, bewildered. Within a matter of 3 hours, we had gone from a happy little family with our dream home and a bright future to a family grappling with the fact that we had lost half of our income.
My friend Julie walked in just as I hung up the phone. All I could say was "My husband just lost his job." Suddenly, the print job she and I were desperately trying to get to work just didn't matter anymore.
About an hour later, he called me back. The company was going into immediate liquidation. A few people were remaining to finish up on some projects for certain customers, but the majority of people were jobless. No severance, no COBRA insurance, nothing. That was it. The projects he was diligently working on the day before no longer mattered. The petty differences amongst co-workers turned into joint grief among all. People packed up their office belongings-family pictures, funny comics neatly displayed, bobbleheads, awards of excellence issued by the company-and stoicly carried them out of 445 S Gay Street and to the State Street Parking Garage. They carried them past the news cameras and reporters looking for the big story, past the onlookers from the Downtown Grill & Brewery, past the homeless. These former employees not only had the shock of their life, but had to experience the grief and pain of this incident in the probing eye of the public.
And, now, the hunt begins. Fortunately, there are some opportunities that have become available for my husband. And, the task of figuring out how we will make it begins also. Contacting creditors, working out payment plans, deciding what items are necessities and what can be eliminated in order to cut costs.
It's amazing how much can change in 3 hours...
Well, the crisis has finally hit home.
Friday, January 9th started out as any other day. We got up that morning and got ready to go to work. Our little guy got dressed for preschool. I dropped him off and we waved goodbye to me, yelling "I'll see you this afternoon, Mommy!". I get to work, do the normal "watercooler" jabber with some friends at work. At 11:00 am, I get a phone call on my cell from my husband. He usually doesn't call me during work, so when he does, I try to answer it. When I said "hello", all I heard was, "Imagepoint is closing-Imagepoint is closing-Imagepoint is closing". The sound of panic in his voice was overwhelming. I asked, "What's going on" (at least I think that's what I asked. At that point, I was in complete shock). He said, "I've gotta go-I'm heading into a meeting" and hung up. I sat there-stunned, confused, bewildered. Within a matter of 3 hours, we had gone from a happy little family with our dream home and a bright future to a family grappling with the fact that we had lost half of our income.
My friend Julie walked in just as I hung up the phone. All I could say was "My husband just lost his job." Suddenly, the print job she and I were desperately trying to get to work just didn't matter anymore.
About an hour later, he called me back. The company was going into immediate liquidation. A few people were remaining to finish up on some projects for certain customers, but the majority of people were jobless. No severance, no COBRA insurance, nothing. That was it. The projects he was diligently working on the day before no longer mattered. The petty differences amongst co-workers turned into joint grief among all. People packed up their office belongings-family pictures, funny comics neatly displayed, bobbleheads, awards of excellence issued by the company-and stoicly carried them out of 445 S Gay Street and to the State Street Parking Garage. They carried them past the news cameras and reporters looking for the big story, past the onlookers from the Downtown Grill & Brewery, past the homeless. These former employees not only had the shock of their life, but had to experience the grief and pain of this incident in the probing eye of the public.
And, now, the hunt begins. Fortunately, there are some opportunities that have become available for my husband. And, the task of figuring out how we will make it begins also. Contacting creditors, working out payment plans, deciding what items are necessities and what can be eliminated in order to cut costs.
It's amazing how much can change in 3 hours...
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