But the day was bonkers.
For the first time during the Great Recession, I’ve sat through a day of layoffs. I think it drove everyone a little nutty. People cried. Interestingly, the teary people were not the laid-off people.
The good thing that happened — aside from retaining my job, hooray — was my work friend bringing me a hyacinth for Yule. We’ve never discussed winter celebrations, so maybe she’s a Nordic atheist too?
(I said I was going to blog every day in December. And I have! Hitting publish has been another story altogether, but it’ll happen friends. It will happen.)