Brilliant, just brilliant. Not happy with screwing my back up for a couple of months and causing me to lose pay and halting Christmas in a big way, I had to open my gob and look to the sky and ask “What next?” Chris said she’d talk to her boss at the stables tomorrow to see if she can get Saturday work to go with the Sunday she already does.
Well, as we talked about the phone wrang…. It was her boss. He explained that the stables are really suffering with the credit crunch (people stopping riding lessons etc) and he has to let staff go. He said if he had a magic wand, he wouldn’t be doing this, as Chris is one of the nicest people he knows, but he had to let her go. That Sunday job wasn’t just money – it was a way for Chris to be around horses (she loves them).
She’s a great instructor and loves teaching (and riding if she gets a chance), and this job meant a lot to her. She’s really very upset – which in turn makes me very upset (obviously). She is still taking part in the panto that the yard is putting on (Cinders on horseback), which is a good thing – We just need to figure the rest out now.
I’m not going to look up and ask “what next?”. I think just by thinking it I have already initiated the next payload of crap to be aimed at the fan. I’m in a place now where I know more bad news is coming, but I just don’t know what.
It’s all very well having friends and family – my lovely wife and wonderful son… but no matter how many times I count my blessings, I can’t seem to find a way to exchange a few for hard currency. Blessings, it appears, do not pay the bills. Picture? No picture this time – I couldn’t find one to match my current mood.