On Saturday, I saw an old co-worker. More reshuffling, more buzzwords (everyone's getting a "playbook" for the "brand revitalization"), more speculation about who will be the next to be forced out. In my last year at my job, of about 22 people in my department, 13 or so left (some not under their own power).
So even when I sat down with our bills on Sunday and started fretted (am I crazy for trying to make a living off my writing? I mean, I'm okay today, but what about tomorrow? What about kid starts college in five years? What about our retirement?) I thought - this is still better. Sufficient to each day, and all that. And right now I've got lots of good writing to do, and I'm excited about it.