“It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine” (R.E.M.)
I am one of the 800,000 workers affected by the government shutdown. In my quest to find meaning in the situation, I decided to blog about it. Writing has always been therapeutic for me; the way I make sense of my world. For various reasons my blog has been silent for nearly two years as I quietly processed what was happening around me. I’m thinking now is the perfect time to reclaim my voice.
It was Sunday evening, December 30, 2018. I opened my email hoping for the best. Instead, there it was in black and white - “Stop Work Order. Do not report to work on Monday,” and just like that I was furloughed…
I told myself it was OK. “This probably won’t last too long,” I thought, “I can tough it out for a few days.” All around me people were freaking out, but I remained cool as a cucumber. “I’m going to make the best of this,” I said to myself. “I’ll use the time to do all the things around the house that I never have time to do!”
Monday rolled around and I got up early, dropped my sister off at the commuter bus stop (her Agency isn’t affected), picked up coffee and a breakfast sandwich and headed home to start my day. I was energized and ready to go.
I accomplished quite a bit, and I am feeling pretty proud of myself. I’m looking forward to getting even more done tomorrow. Maybe this is not the end of the world. Who knows, maybe this furlough won’t be so bad, right?
Grace & Peace,