Changes

This is here and not in my usual journal 'cause a friend of mine who works with me probably doesn't know all this yet.

Change, change, change.
This year in some ways my job has been my rock. I know what to do there and at the end of the day I get to feel that I have done something productive. And I get paid! I like getting paid; it pays for all the variations of wardrobe I have gone through and home renovations and agent's fees and all kinds of lovely things.

But yesterday we had news that, as it pertains to me (me! me!) if I'm not laid off before I go on maternity leave, it will be a miracle of some sort, because our company has been badly managed to the point that our current management poisoned a deal with a group of investors who were really interested in buying us and tossing some cash in during the short term 'cause of our awesome long-term potential.

So, that being March 10 and within the time frame, this year I will have:
- had a baby
- buried a baby
- had my husband essentially relocate
- had a family member (my mum) experience a critical illness
- renovated my house - twice
- sold my house
- essentially relocated /and/ moved back in with my parents in brief spurts
- gotten pregnant
- lost my job (okay, this is a projected bad, but still)

I think I'm burning through some stress indices here!