So Much for that Vacation...

I've been home for two days. The cold I got while I was in Canada is starting to go away. The exhaustion is being replaced by simple numbness. We travelled 2000 miles in 6 days. The trip was cut short (basically in half), because last week Sam called to say he had been LAID OFF-after working at the same place for 8 years! Not only did he get cut, but so did about 8 other people. Sam didn't deserve what they did to him and I'm sure they didn't have a clue as to how much he did for that shitty company.

I was ill after the call. I started to wonder if I would lose my house. Here comes Christmas, too...and I am just starting to get back on my feet after having the WORST year ever (financially). "that company" was also one of my biggest clients! In a way, I'm cut, too, even if I'm just a freelancer.

Fortunately Sam has lots of energy for doing something about his employment problems. I came home to help him feel better, but he's not even around! He's in NYC talking people up about work. I wonder if I needed to come home after all? It's strange to be back. It was nice to be away from the grind.

So I've survived the trip with my mother and I will write more about that later. What I will say is that Nova Scotia is very very beautiful. Every day was SUNNY and CLEAR and mild. The ocean seems more colorful and vibrant there. The people are friendly. I felt a "tug" at my heart when I knew we had to leave. I didn't want to go home. I didn't want to face what was waiting for me. I'm tired of things sucking and being difficult.

*sigh*

I know. It could be so much worse...yes, indeed.