Friday 9/30 was my last day. Some vice president with no clue what I did walked in and fired me after my manager told me repeatedly that I was going to be transferred. My body and mind spent 3 days of hell like I have never felt. First 24 hours were the deepest pain I think I have ever known. Loosing my parents didn't hurt this much.

To add insult to injury, the couldn't even spell my name right on the exit package.

So now I am looking for work, we have decided we are going to relocate on our own and start over.

After some resolve, I jumped into action, applied for unemployment and started applying for jobs at least 1 every day.