Can-iversary
Be warned, this one's gonna be a bit of a "woe is me" post — because one year ago today, I left my job. Got canned. Sacked. Laid off. Whatever you want to call it. Point is, it's been a whole freaking year, and here I am ... still technically unemployed. I say "technically" because I do earn income here and there through freelancing. Granted, it's an absolute pittance compared to what I used to bring home from my 9-5, but it's something. If you'd told me on that day that I'd still be jobless in a year , I'd have laughed. In fact, I distinctly remember thinking, "Gee, I hope I have enough time to get all my closets and cabinets organized before starting a new job." HAHAHAHAHA. Well, Rita from October 2025, not only did you have ample time to get your closets and cabinets organized, they've had time to get un organized again. (Only now you're not as motivated to clean them.) I could have a job, sure. I could go to any...
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