God Bless the Red Star of Satan

So, I am still employed, at least for the time being. The "red star of Satan" has not fired me (yet) but I know it is coming. Everything is down, and I am grateful that I am still on the payroll. I am looking for a new job, and am happy that I do have options.
It is strange to think of starting a new career at 37. THANK GOD I have a college degree. I am shocked at how many jobs now require a B.A. -- even Admin Assistants!!! I can (if I must) live for about 6-9 months on savings, and can always pick up a temp job (I mean who wouldn't hire a master degreed smart ass?!?!?!) and go from there.
Many of the other people I work with are living paycheck to paycheck and scared that today will be their last day. I feel for them. Struggling and scared and being forced out into an over saturated work market.
AND we are (being the royal we of management) being forced to study a "keep morale high" book which makes me want to puke. My first suggestion was to stop firing people, and maybe morale would stop sinking. The higher ups were not impressed. lol
One good thing about being next on "the list" is that I can say and do what I want. I mean what are they going to do...fire me...sooner????

Sunday! Sunday! Sunday!

I was a total sloth today. I admit it. The roommates dog and I spent the day lounging in bed and watching football. (The cats spent their entire day watching the bird feeder and are waiting for the Giants game next weekend!) I may have to work six days next week, and that sucked all the motivation out of me.
We (the royal we, meaning the dog and I) did spend some time cleaning up the backyard, but not too much time. My knee is still killing me, and I can only do chores in 15 min (cough - half time - cough) increments. I am scared to death of re-injuring my knee and I know I need to stop babying it.
My cousin has a birthday this week. She is a junior in high school, and is truly a wonderful person.
The entire family is meeting up at a restaurant to celebrate. The only problem -- her Mother will be there. (Her mother moved 2000 miles away to move in with a married man she met on the internet six years ago). I was once very good friends with her Mother, but now can not stand the thought of her. She used to send me the most venomous letters and we have not gotten along since she left. I have seen her twice since she left.
I know that I will "behave" for my cousins sake. I would never dream of making a scene at her birthday. It just makes me sad that it has come down to this. A former close friend who has turned into someone I no longer recognize. Should be interesting.

To the Gods on Netflix...

I thank you! Now that I can instantly watch movies, I can become a total sloth!! Last night I watched the documentary "The Great Happiness Space." Now I know that there are "male geishas" that make in one month, what I make in a year. I mean who know that women would pay thousands of dollars to hang out and chat with a male. For an evening. With ten of his other "clients." Totally missed that option in the career councilors meeting.
I get to work tomorrow. (I know -- who wouldn't want to spend their Saturday at work??) At least I will have my Muppets lunchbox to keep me company. Thank God this is the year of my "not giving a damn" -- it should make working soooo much easier.
I did get a NYE midnight kiss though! Of course it was NYE in New York, and the one doing the kissing was Willa the dog, but it will do. I could have kissed "wanna be fark buddy" but know that he is interested in me -- I find him annoying.
Yes, I do need mental help. :-)