So I guess I should start with the fact that I got laid off on Jully 11th. I have been with the same clothing company for the past 5 years. It was my first design job out of school, starting out as an Assistant Designer and working my way thru Missy sportswear and dresses, to juniors dresses and sportswear...To finally designing a contemporary line. Being the sole designer of a struggling line was scary, challenging, and sometimes enjoyable. But I was working more than I'd like and it wasn't enough. Then the lay-offs started, I should've seen it coming. But I didn't think I would go. Should've figured since I was one o the highest paid employees and I was 5 months preggo. I'm sure they saw the maternity leave coming and figured it would not be short as I took a year off with my first born. So I got the word from my superior and as she sat there crying I thought to myself, this isn't so bad...I have been trying to figure out a way to get out of this place for a while, I tried to quit twice in the last year. Both times they talked me into staying and at least I got a big raise out of the deal. Then she said the magic word..."severance"! I would be getting a nice little severance, must have figured they owed it to me and eased the guilt as they laid-off a pregnant woman. Who wants to hire a pregnant woman!?! So she cried and I smiled and she says "you don't seem too upset". Come on! I get to hang out with Finnley before we have baby #2 and enjoy life for a bit. I am no workaholic. I know how to enjoy myself. So I packed up my stuff and made a bee line for the door, never looking back. See you later suckers.