As the title says. The place I worked for had to close. It's unfortunate because I really loved the job, I was set up and picked for a position to move up, but a sudden change in circumstances in the last 6 weeks apparently had forced the place to close. I feel like I got rug-pulled. Is a dang shame, because it was a fantastic place to work, def one of the best jobs I ever had. BUT, shit happens. Today was my final day of work. Was treated to a nice dinner yesterday, and got lunch during clean up today, and am now officially severanced out. Rip in pepperoni.

I might have a couple of possible ins from people associated with the company to set me up with something else, but I'm not holding my breath. I should find out at some point this week on both the options. Another 3rd option would be opening up in June, but that's a maybe if I even wanna do it.

Shit was good there and I managed to save a ton for some other much needed life upgrades in the 7 month run I had. I, thankfully, have options to fall back on to hold me over for a while until I gain the ability to travel much further for work, which I should by summer, as I do some things I should have done a long time ago, but I was a dumb complacent doofus.

I was pretty bummed out about this when it first was told to us at the job, but this did a TON for me in the short term. I feel pretty great and optimistic. So, onto the next adventure and next level up.

For the next couple of weeks, I'll just be chilling and doin some art while I job search, and I'll fall back on an old parttime thing if nothin else, which I'm already lining up.

I'll be doing some commissions again, but I'm not gonna be going nuts with it like I was prior to this job. Something to just pay for, you know, living and give me some spending munz without dipping into savings until I find the next stable gig. Just gonna chill for 2 weeks and do the shit I gotta do in the meantime leading up to summer.

It smells, but I'll be alright.

No idea how to end this so.... hemoglobin.