Damn, now what.

No, I didn't get laid off. Fine.
But now what?
I feel a bit like Lisa Douglas, as played by the glamorous Eva Gabor, in the thought provoking series, Green Acres.
We came from San Francisco to find ourselves living in Hooterville! If Eva could find happiness and things to do, so will we.
Maybe life was made easier for Lisa Douglas with the assistance her 'gender vague' helping hand. We've seen a few similar type ladies cruising the aisles (and Spouse A!) of Home Depot.

Layoff?

What will happen if I loose my job?
1. I will freak out and cry for days.
2. I will suggest to Spouse A that her retirement might be reconsidered.
3. I will knock on every door store in the area.
4. Will wallow in self pity.
5. All of the above.

It has been awhile. .

We are settling into our North Carolina coastal home. I'm working out of my home office. Spouse A is trying to figure out what she is suppose to be doing with her retirement days. She does have a bit of a cold.
It is a new way of life for us. Quiet. Ten miles to the closest store. Restaurants few and far between. But hell, we have a huge TV and a low maintenance home.
There are areas all around us that are 1/2 developed. Sad. Our area is older and pretty much settled so we're ok. Of course, we couldn't sell if we wanted to.

In the meantime, the murder of the little girl in Tracy troubles me. I cannot believe a women would do what they say she has done. Could she be covering for a man in her life?