So Jenny and I have been doing this writing job for a while now for this company on a bunch of blogs. 10 months, actually.
Last night we get told that cutbacks are happening and writers are no longer required. Boom! Just like that I'm out of work. It wouldn't be so bad if we weren't in the process of trying to get married and pay for all the Visa stuff from immigration we need to get. Now we have no idea if we're going to be able to afford everything on time, or what we're going to do.
This is only the second time I've ever been out of work since I started busting my ass at 15, and it really really sucks. I can't move to the states and get married until the visa shit is sorted out, which means I have to keep my apartment in Toronto at $1000/month, and now my roommate is moving out.
So yeah, this is just the pits, and I need to yell and scream and cry out of frustration. Things were looking up, everything was moving forward, and now this. It's a fucking nightmare, to be honest with you.
Where do I go? What do I do? We stayed up until 2 am trying to figure it all out, and we decided to take the weekend off and just say, "Fuck it," for a couple of days, and then get back on the horse on Monday and try and find new writing gigs.
Anyway, that's what happened to me last night. Thanks for listening.