today i was fired

or i quit.. i don't remember. actually i have no idea because it's all just a technicality.

i've been at my job for over three years. i started two months before i got married. since i started so many things have changed.

i guess i should start with this. i had been back in new hampshire for a couple months when i finally started looking for a job. i originally had thought i would start waitressing at the restaurant i started working at when i was just a little one but timing or something just didn't work out right. then i went back to school for a moment. then i started looking for a job. i think it became a priority when i realized that there was no way i a) wanted to continue living with my parents and b) would be a married woman in a few months and definitely needed to get out of that situation.

there were some requirements that i desired. i wanted to work for a small company. after spending the past couple years working for companies where i was a number more than a name, it was important to me that my voice be heard. that i would have some say or that at least my opinion mattered. i also knew that i wanted a stable income. something that i could count on each week. i also wanted something i could learn and grow into as well as the opportunity to progress of sorts. and i wanted something part time. technically part time. because being trapped in an office/building 40 hours a week is a miserable existence and i didn't want my whole life to revolve around the job.

so when i finally got a response to one of the many many applications i submitted i was thrilled to find out that i was interviewing at a relatively small law office. something i never thought my degree in art history would take me. and when i got the job i did a happy dance. even more so when i found out by accident one of the other people who interviewed happened to be a friend of a friend who i believe went to school for business or something. either way. all my needs/wants were met.

three years later, things have changed. i've gotten two raises and numerous bonuses, i've learned a ton (especially about marital law), we've moved to a new building, they've (i say they because i work for/with a husband/wife) offered to buy us a house (it fell through), i think i got a week of paid vacation time which is cool except i spent it with my family instead of my husband, we've had squawks and squeals (l's mom and bro died, j's dad got into a fist fight at 89 and had a heart attack, i've had issues with the little monster since ... probably the day i started, i changed religions. or found religion. which changed a whole lot of everything to name a few...) basically all in all it hasn't been too bad.

and today i quit. or got fired. in order to hopefully get health insurance. so right now ... i'm pretend interning.