The Irony of a Shirt

I've been having a bout with bad days lately, it seems. Today was just another bump to add to that list. Okay, so maybe it will be a hurdle. Time will tell! I know this is a long post, but please bear with me and read it!

Almost exactly one year ago I made the decision to leave the Custom Publishing division I was in for a new job in the new part of the company. I wasn't happy in Custom. I felt I was overworked and undervalued (and, yeah, underpaid too). My division has had it's share of volatility. That's just how it is in the magazine industry. But we always had our land magazine. It was the pride of the division. It's beautiful, informative and probably the best part is the staff I work with. I love all of them. They're great people, so good-natured and honest. It's been a joy over the last year to work with these talented people.

Well apparently with talent and beauty comes disfunction. The magazine was struggling and we weren't even aware of it. It was based on a model that just wasn't working and didn't have a future. Today the dicision was made to pull the plug, leaving a staff of enthusiastic and bright people, unemployed. I was literally in shock. We get pay through Nov 7th and then that's it. We don't even have to come to work again if we don't want to. Me? I like working. As much as I like sitting around doing nothing, I love the feeling of a good days work and accomplishing a lot. So I immediately went to the Publisher of the newspapers we own under recommendation. They have positions open and I had a great talk with the guy up there. He, too, was shocked about the magazine, but knows me and my work history and how long I've been with the company and is going to put me to work laying out the paper. For those of you that don't know, I started out my publishing career at the UTA Shorthorn. So I will be doing that over the next few weeks and will put my resume out to the WORLD and see if I get any hits. If it works out that I'd be a good fit for the Art Director position at the paper I'd probably love it.

In the meantime we could really use your prayers. John is now feverishly applying where he can to be a police officer so that we can put things in line for me to be able to stay home. I can't be more grateful for my managers that only want the best for me. Who knows, maybe something at D will come up and I can stay. I'm just glad that I have a good enough reputation that they want to keep me if they can. The guy at the paper was probably the best person I could have talked to because he assured me that I was still with D for a reason and that I needed to keep my chin up and let people know I wanted to work.

I'm also very grateful for John and Ben and for loving me no matter what comes along! It was such a high in my day to be greeted with a huge hug from both my boys. I have a good feeling things will work out—somehow they always do.

The irony of the shirt, you ask? I was wearing the exact same shirt that I wore the day I accepted the position as I am today, the day I lose it!