Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Things Go Wrong At The Right Time

I am still reeling from my job loss.  But for weird reasons.

1)  I do not miss the work.
2)  My house is still not clean?
3)  I wander around aimlessly, not sure of what to do, and seeing so much that needs to be tackled.

My husband, who had grand plans of staying in his truck for a month, re-injured his back.  Back in April, he ended up with a herniated disc.  He was feeling much better after seeing a chiropractor, and had stopped going, even though I kept telling (nagging?) him to go back.  Well, he paid the price.  He bent down in the trailer to pick up a piece of paper and threw his back out all over again.  The poor guy suffered in that truck for five days until he could get home.  It's pretty bad.  He can't move without me helping him.  I mean, I have to lift him out of bed, walk him to the toilet, make all his meals, help him in and out of the shower, I even have to bathe him because he can't bend to wash his legs and feet.  So now, technically, we are both out of work.  At the same time.  Lord, have mercy.

But even so, I can see again how the Lord is blessing us.  Thank God I don't have to split my time between working and taking care of my husband this week.  It's the first business day of the month which is when Medicaid products roll over and have to be re-verified.  Always the busiest day of the month, and there is no way I could have taken off to take him to the chiro.  So I kind of laughed and said, "Thank you, Lord, that I don't have a job so I can take care of my husband!"

We were laying in bed one night and I said, "Don't get mad, but I wish I didn't have to go back to work.  I'm kinda enjoying this."  He held me tight and laughed and said, "I figured you'd say that.  You haven't had more than two weeks off since Bucket was born.  Just enjoy the time you have right now."  Peeps, Bucket is 16!  Can you believe how long I've been working?!?!  So yes, even though I am nervous about money, I am happy that I'm not sitting at that desk.

One evening, as I put him on my back and helped to drag him to the bathroom, he kissed my neck and said, "You win Wife of the Year award for helping me so much."  And I wanted to cry, because I thought, I'm blessed to have HIM.  A guy who was willing to work so hard for our family that he injured himself to the point of not being able to walk without some assistance?  We are just so good together.

Anyway, if you'd please keep my handsome husband in your prayers, I'd so appreciate it.  No outfit posts right now, because I'm in work mode, not dress up mode, although I am wearing my striped gray and white skirt with a pink tank top right now.    

Thursday, August 28, 2014


Money is tight and I needed interview clothes.  What to do, what to do?!?!

It's Goodwill time!

Does this look like the face of a woman who is unhappy?  Nope.  I have the day off, and I'm going thrifting!  You know what's funny?  The red shirt I'm wearing here was also purchased at Goodwill!

Look, if you have the patience, you can find some great items at Goodwill.  It's not like I had anything to do, anyway (although I still have not cleaned my desk.)  I dropped off some items to donate, and then I parked and went in.  Going during the week is so much better than weekends!  I practically had the place to myself and found some great items!  I was specifically looking for tops which didn't require a tank top to be worn underneath for modesty issues.  My husband said that while he appreciates my great rack, it doesn't need to be on display for an interview.  Why is it that most plus size clothes are so low cut? Sometimes, I just need to be Sarah, and not Sarah the Breasted One.  And I'm not even that large on top, I'm between a C and D cup, depending on the bra.

Purposefully wore pants today so I could see how these tops would look with pants.  What a cute top!  And it had a green tag which meant it was half price!  SCORE!!!!!!!!!!  Note to all:  after taking all of these photos, I threw this bra away.  It's doing me no favors.

I would have liked to have kept this top (red with navy blue stars!!!) but it had a stain on the back.  Darn it.  Do you like my Sheldon Cooper smile?  I was sending all these photos to my husband and trying to make him laugh.

This is a striped top from Avenue.  It's a size 18/20 so I thought it would be too big, but someone dried the heck out of this top so it was almost tight on me.  Really love the elbow length sleeves and the scoop neck, so I picked it up.

Not my favorite, but it's a good work staple.  The colors are hard to see, but it's turquoise, navy, lime and yellow stripes, on a white shirt with gold thread.  It's a Cato Woman shirt, in a size 18/20W.  Lots of good colors

This shirt had no size in it, but the label only says "Wrinkle Free" and gosh darn it, that's good enough for me.  The stripes are in black, navy, baby blue and gray on white.  Again, I chose it for the good colors to match a bottom to, not because I'm a fan of collared shirts.  Plus I hate ironing.  Plus I love a 3/4 sleeve.

Wanted to keep, but put back.  Great solid orange color, and autumn is so close!  But it was too wide in the shoulders for me, and you can see my tattoo.  So I put it back, but I wasn't happy about it.  No sir.

So here is the outfit I picked out for my interview tomorrow:

Gray heather dress trousers from Lane Bryant, bought this year and worn only once before.  $1.79 top from Goodwill, and Target green cardigan.  I haven't figured out which shoes to wear yet, and I'm going to wear my autism circle pendant and plain ol CZ studs in my ears.  Simple but put together.
Isn't the pattern lovely?

Well, that's my post for today.  I'd tell you what I did today, but you don't want to hear about dishes and laundry, do you?  I didn't think so.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Why I'm Still A Success

This seems like an odd post title after being fired from my job of 13 1/2 years this past week.  But let me tell you, I can see God's mighty and wondrous hand through everything that has happened since then.  I'm going to share with you now:

I was fired on Tuesday morning.  On Monday night, I emailed all my contacts from my work email, letting them know I was leaving.  After all, it's not their fault that I would no longer be able to assist them.  I gave them my cell phone number, my private email, and asked them to keep in touch on Facebook.  I also applied for four jobs online.

Over the past thirteen years, I have always tried to be pleasant, helpful, kind, and generous, even if I didn't really have to.  My question is, why wouldn't you want to?  It's so much easier than being mean, rude and nasty.  My doctors offices LOVED me.  Even though I wasn't their employee, they could count on me to help them, whether it was verifying patient demographics, insurance verification, coding, authorizations and benefits, or even personal issues.  They came to depend on me for my professionalism, warmth, and good attitude.

Today is Wednesday morning, and I was fired about 24 hours ago.  I have already received TWO job offers from my doctors offices, and have ONE job interview on Friday.  The two job offers are contingent upon my passing the CPC exam in September, but the job interview is at a rival hospital doing...get this...patient access, which is what I have been doing at my former job for thirteen years.  I applied on Monday night, and they called me Tuesday afternoon, which is just an astonishing turn around!

Thank the Lord above that my bff Ginger insisted that I buy a pair of work appropriate business trousers.  I insisted I would never need them, but she persuaded me to get them, and I'm glad I have them now, because that's what I'm wearing Friday.  My plan for today is to drop off some items at Goodwill, and then go shopping there to find a work appropriate business top and blazer.  If I can't find them there, I will probably head to Lane Bryant.  Most of the clothes I own are flowy hippie dresses, and I clearly can't wear that to a job interview.

So the lesson is this:  Be kinder than you have to be.  Be helpful, even if it's not in your job description.  Be polite, be gracious, and be the best you can be.  It will pay off in the long run for sure.  I am not ashamed to admit that I cried when I lost my job.  It was less about the money, and mostly because I am worried about not having health insurance, plus I felt rejected. I poured my heart and soul into being the best employee they could have, and I felt like I had been thrown away like a dirty diaper.  But those years of being kind and helpful have paid off!

I know in this terrible economy, it is terrifying to start over.  I'm not going to lie, it's STILL scary.  But I feel FREE, peeps.  Freer than I have felt in a long, long time.  And not just because I'm sitting in my pajamas at my dining room table drinking coffee and doing laundry.  I feel like opportunities are knocking all around me, and I get to pick!  Eeeeeee!!!!  How exciting is that?!!?

I have hope and a future!  Thank you, Lord!