Plum Crazy

You would think that having survived 9/11, this week would be a cakewalk. It wasn't. It wasn't anything like 9/11, but it was still a hard week. Knowing that people I'd worked with for years, some friends, many who had escaped being sacrificed on the altar of religious fanaticism were now going to be sacrificed on the altar of greed was very difficult. Not as difficult as actually being laid off, though. Although my boss had told me previously that I wasn't going to be laid off, there was still the underlying fear that he had changed his mind. Fortunately, he didn't. I am still employed. Everyone on my team is still employed. At least for now. Others are not so fortunate.

I'm tired. I'm drained. I'm nervous.

I'm actually quite lucky.