And the hits just keep on comin'.
It has been a rather challenging week, to say the least.
Despite being very open and honest about family, I have never blogged much about my wife’s sister. Anyhow, let’s just say that my sister-in law has.…uh….”issues”. Well those “issues” have landed her in scalding hot water this week. The combo platter of her mental, emotional and physical issues has resulted in her receiving admission to a couple of days in the psych ward. To quote the indomitable Forrest Gump, “That’s all I have to say about that.”
Then I find out yesterday that I am being let go from my job. For some reason, companies these days don’t just come out and do the Donald Trump bit of “You’re Fired.” No, instead I’m being offered what is called “Transition Employment.” I’ve heard other asinine labels such as “Outplacement Program” or “Reorganization Efforts”. But “Transition Employment”? As I read through the Separation Agreement (another vapid phrase, IMO), I found out that Transition Employment entails me transferring the knowledge of my current responsibilities for the transition period of July 17 thru July 27 (nine working days). Showing that I was taking it all in stride, I asked my boss “What’ll we do the other eight days?” Being the hard-nosed, stuffy VP that she is, that didn’t go over particularly well. Basically, I still have two full paychecks coming for the actual work I’ve done (and will do) and then I will receive an additional two weeks severance. Based on my calculations, I could be out of work until the end of August and live strictly on my paychecks and severance.
A wise man once said, “Out of every adversity is a seed of equal or greater benefit.” God is still Lord of my life. Because of that fact, I don’t stress on iota over the uncertainty of my family or my employment situation. After all, we are bound to reap a bountiful harvest of benefits after the tumultuous week we have endured.