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Today is Pungenday, day 25 in the season of Discord, 3168.

Yay, new Odd Todd Laid Off cartoon. Just the thing to ponder over your morning coff-ay.

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I could be scrounging up all the bills that should get paid eventually, or cleaning up my desk or doing some laundry (come to think of it, I should REALLY do laundry...or go shopping) or any of a variety of semi-productive activities. Instead, I'm sitting at the computer waiting for someone to come entertain me. To quote that line from that movie: "You are a sad, strange little man. You have my pity."

I'm digging out stuff to go on eBay. Note to self, I am NOT allowed to buy any more shoes until I get rid of the ones I have now. Just call me Imelda. Sheesh! I'm still procrastinating about putting my boots up for auction, as I'll most likely not be able to replace them once I'm flush with cash again. C. just told me not to get rid of anything that would be difficult or impossible to replace yet, so I'll take his advice without much arm twisting. Even more difficult to contemplate is selling my wedding dress. I actually found it on eBay a couple of years ago; it was almost exactly the dress I'd been envisioning in my head (vintage 1940s satin with a train) for a very long time and I ended up getting it for $150. I am not in any immediate (or even long-term so far as I know) danger of needing a wedding dress, and even if I was, it doesn't quite fit me anymore post-Depo. Somehow though I can't quite bring myself to sell it. I think it shall go the way of the boots, i.e. leave it until the very end and see if there's any way to avoid it. With any luck, he'll either be employed or making enough money from the project he's working on right now soon and it won't be an issue. It's difficult and weird to go from being very comfortable to living on literally 1/3 of what you were living on before. I make decent money and all, but when budget was based on $mysalary X 3, those fixed expenses start looking a bit overwhelming. Okay, enough blathering about money, it's no fun.

Hey look, the mania wore off and now I'm back to my normal self. Or maybe that's just the severe lack of sleep for the last couple of nights. Seems my boss is emphatically not in favor of celebrating National Workplace Napping Day. I still think it's healthier than the second pot of coffee we always make in the afternoon but my arguments aren't winning over anyone who didn't already agree with me. Oh well.

I should think about putting my webcam back up one of these days, except that it's even harder now than it was before to keep C. out of the frame, which he insists upon quite strongly.