lucidjelly's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- it will probably be okay march 24 it will probably be okay A* ICQ'd me today and told me his company could close Friday. Shit. It's not like this is a surprise. Venture funded tech company, took some time for them to figure out who to sell to and how much to charge, bubble burst and blah blah blah. It just seems that since they've stuck it out through the worst, have a great roster of clients of Fortune 50 companies and finally have some traction, that the board would let them keep doing what they're doing and eventually get some of their money back. But that would actually make some sense, and we all know that tech investors have issues with that concept. When he first told me I wasn't worried at all. I'm not sure if I'm in shock; if I've been prepared for this and, therefore, I'm not in shock at all; or if this feeling that it will be okay is coming from somewhere real. I don't know. A* has been wanting to leave tech and go into commercial land development for a while now. He spends all of his evenings researching real estate deals. He's even decided he wants to buy a building in our neighborhood and turn it into a mixed-used (residential top, commercial bottom). So, even though we've known his job was in jeopardy, he's done almost nothing, save for an interview that fell in his lap a few months ago, to find another job. Of course, we have no money so I don't know how this real estate thing is going to happen. I'm sure he thinks he can get investors, but would you invest hundreds of thousands of dollars in a project run by a kid who's never done this before? This idea, if at all realistic, will take years. I'm pregnant NOW. We're having a baby in SIX MONTHS. We have to pay our TAXES. We have hundreds of dollars in MEDICAL BILLS. I know it will be okay. I don't have time to panic about this now. He's lost his job, only to be brought back without ever leaving, so many times at this company, this could mean nothing. It will probably be okay. ::fingers crossed:: Good news: I haven't puked in almost a week and I pulled the weeds out of my rose beds yesterday. That, my friends, is some exciting progress. But now I'm totally famished so I must go home. UPDATE: I went home and puked so hard I broke blood vessels around my eyes and peed my pants. Pregnancy is such a joy. - march 24 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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