So, my friendly readers...it has been more than a month since I've managed more than a thought or two towards this blog (usually just a passing "damn, it's been a while since I posted", and then I go back to Perez Hilton). Unfortunately, I'm afraid now that I've returned, though I do have some things to say, not many of them are cheery.
On the upside of things, I've been working steady with John, my personal trainer, for over a month now and I feel stronger and healthier for it. Getting to the gym on the days I don't meet with John are still a challenge, but it's getting easier.
I took Richard to Las Vegas for the weekend + two days for his birthday celebration. Expecting to gain several pounds in liquor and bad poolside eating, I actually dropped about 7 subsisting on a diet of cosmo's and not much else, including sleep. I'm thinking of selling the "Vegas" diet on the internet somewhere. I'm sure there's a market for it.
The big news waited until I got back, and had settled into the office Thursday morning. The news we had at least partially expected, but expected to take much longer had arrived. They're closing down my group, which means one of two things. I can either accept the extremely gracious offer of switching to something else within the firm, or look elsewhere if I wish to stay in bankruptcy.
It's Friday now and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't still a little shell-shocked. My mind is racing with contacts and possibilities. I'm going to Connecticut this weekend for a fundraising walk. I guess I'm hoping inspriation will strike me on the highway, where my metaphorical highway of choices will meet the real one and a decision will snap into view. Wish me luck.
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