First, I'm so mad! I have been sinking into obsessive replays of the "We've decided to terminate you" speech, and rehearsals of the "You shouldn't do that because...." I sound a little postal. They did it all wrong and for all the wrong reasons! I never had a chance to defend myself! etc etc etc.
The re-directed thoughts include a mature look at the truth: I wouldn't want to keep working there anyway. Who wants to work when you know there are visual-daggers being aimed at you on the other side of the wall? I am going to do something vengeful, just out of pride and an inflated sense of civic responsibility. It may be complicated, like reporting their shenanigans to the Department of Labor. It may be simple, like bad-mouthing them around town. Or, it may be a combination, like carrying a protest poster along the sidewalk by the front door. I'm sure it isn't good for me to sink and wallow. I'm glad I'm older now and don't need to do that so much. I know, now, in the wisdom of my old age, that obsession doesn't get me anything other than an upset stomach, a little more acne, and too many minutes of functional cognition wasted. Looking at myself objectively and judging my behavior over the last week, I'd say that I am finally old enough to get fired.
And, there are so many other things to do.... Two new teaching gigs confirmed! Meeting tomorrow with new Dean to get textbook, tour, secret password, new email address. I just signed up for two continuing education courses: on-line, will meet both of my re-licensure requirements. The water softener is being installed right this very minute! A new garden catalog arrived Saturday.... The holidays are coming, and that includes a tree, special baking, a child visiting from the other side of the country, gift-exchanges with the BFFs, and the Christmas movie marathon on the Family Channel. Ahhhh... life is full. Gotta go: pizza's done.
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