Well after being a stressed out wreck, I suppose I just lost it. I'm still annoyed, but I'm going to be alright and trust me, I'm not going to do anything stupid. Today, I confirmed, ie: combing through HR policies that I will get a severance package. If I lose my job, Tommy is going to take over my part of the bills, include Miss Kitt's board. Who'd thunk it. I decided not to lay down and play dead, so today I emailed every single soul I thought could help me get another job and the response I got back was extremely reassuring. Then I took another long look at some of the tough negotiations I'm right in the middle of and decided, if they sack me, those negotiations will simply cease to be my problem.
We're going to Arizona at the beginning of June and when we get to Sedona, I intend to park my patoot right next to a vortex and forget that, what should I call my place of employment, "the nut house" ever existed. Then when I'm well rested I'll come back, collect unemployment and start looking for another job.
Now if they can my assistant and my manager and think I can do it all, well now that I'm in my new frame of mind, I'll just proceed with the find another job plan.
Thanks guys for all your concern and encouragement. You are the best.
Now if I could just figure out what happened to my snazzy new blog background. Sigh, it's always something.