For the first time in my adult life, I am unemployed. Well, in the sense that I don't have a full-time job working for someone at the moment.
I was called in today and told it would be my last day - that my position was being eliminated. They just hired someone to raise money and they're going to have her do events as well. They're giving all the marketing and PR to an ad agency.
My work was complimented - including event planning, social media, and writing. I was hoping I'd have more time for those things now. There's so much potential in those areas for the museum it was an exciting proposition. But, it was not to be. At least not in this form.
I really liked this job and felt well-suited to it, so I'm sad about leaving. It's an amazing facility with dedicated people who do incredible work. I'm glad I got to be part of the team. Tomorrow would have been my two year anniversary.
Fortunately, I have a lot of freelance work that I've done and not yet been paid for, so that's good.
I'm oddly calm about it all. The universe has made it abundantly clear it's time to do something else. I've been thinking for a few months that I needed to consider what was next. I guess the universe decided to make it official. There must be something fabulous waiting for me just around the corner.