laid off

The contract ended today. Ended is the polite word, given the state of the world I understand the math even while being on the wrong side of it but fuck. Three years at one place, most of what I know how to do professionally I learned inside that building or because of it, and I found out sitting on the counter in the kitchen.

I'm not going to pretend I wasn't expecting something. Everything has been fucking crazy since March. You can read a room even when the room is a video call. Still fucking sucks when it's your name.

The plan for now is to I think go home to Dallas, I've been homesick. I called unemployment and was on hold for hours and then the line hung up. I imagine it won't be too hard to find a job in Dallas, I have an in demand skillset.

Loki thinks this is the best thing that has ever happened. Everyone is home all the time now anyway, and as of today his person doesn't even leave for the office. We're going to pack up the house this week and drive the Jeep down to Dallas. I'm sure Loki will love that as well.