I probably would have blogged sooner after the inauguration, but that day, moments after Obama was sworn in, I learned of layoffs happening at my company. I was very, very lucky to have been spared, but that was a difficult week in general. It's hard seeing people lose their jobs, even if you don't know them too well. So I was feeling rather uncommunicative for a while afterward.
Life moves on, but these are dark days indeed. Not a weekday passes when you don't hear about another company shedding dozens, hundreds, maybe thousands of employees. I don't care how few it is or how justified the expense may be; my heart goes out to those people. I've been unemployed before, and that period goes down as one of the toughest in my life. The money problems might be the most tangible, but losing one's place in one's career and one's sense of immediate purpose are, in my opinion, much more damaging. The good thing about unemployment is that it does end. Some day, some way or another, you're gonna work again. It's too bad it's nigh impossible to enjoy the time off when you have it, but that's just one of those harsh realities of life.
Anyway, today I'm starting to write again, even though I might not have a whole lot to say, and what I have said isn't particularly upbeat. It's a beautiful (albeit a bit ridiculously is-this-global-warming-in-action? hot for a Super Bowl Sunday) day in San Francisco. I just got back from a glorious outing with my family, and now I'm gonna draw the blinds and play some Fallout 3. 'Cause, y'know, I like a little postapocalyptic role-playing with my global warming ;)