Well, the job firing is not over.  Evidently, the ten minute meeting we had yesterday was to review the “pre” firing letter.  I was e-mailed a copy of the letter on Friday and basically it was correct.  It stated I was being fired for medical reasons and not for any misbehavior. 

When Hubby-honey and I arrived for the meeting, the Human Resource woman asked me if I read it and I said, “Yes.”  When she asked me if I had any questions, I asked her if my employer would fight my getting unemployment.  She spent five minutes not answering my question.  It was actually fascinating.  This woman should absolutely go into politics because she was a pro at talking on and on and on and saying absolutely nothing. 

I lost it, of course.  The Union Rep was amazing and very nice; my poor boss just looked confused by the whole thing and my emotional outburst.  After I did the drama queen bit and left the room, the Union Rep followed us out and he told Hubby-honey and I the Union was going to continue to do what they could for me.  I very much appreciate their efforts more than they can possibly know but I don’t really think it’s going to help.  He also told us they have about two weeks before the whole thing will be final. 

I guess the final hurt is being shut out by the people I had worked with and had considered my friends.  I know they sympathize with my problems but in the end they have to protect their jobs as well so I need to let them go with love, which seems to be easier said than done.  I’m working on it.

Giz watching Baby trying to corner the laser light

Well, once again, I’m not talking about my dearest little girls and they’ve actually been doing pretty good the last couple of days. 

Well, this morning wasn’t actually all that great; we had a bit of a confrontration.  I was drying my hair after showering and I noticed Baby was playing in the closet.  She started to go out the door but through the crack between the door and the jam, she spotted the Giz walking down the hall.  Giz stopped in the hall and at first she was just looking at me but then she saw Baby through the same crack.  Baby peeked around the door end and Giz ran in to the bathroom.  They looked at each other for a couple of seconds, batted at each other, hissed and ran in opposite directions.  It appears to be mostly a lot of posturing.  If they had really wanted to attack each other I wasn’t close enough to stop them.

Giz has Baby cornered in the kichen

Most of the time, they seem to be accepting each other’s presence.  Baby can now walk by Giz’s table without getting hissed at – I haven’t seen it anyway.  Unfortunately, Giz does seem to still do the stalking thing once in a while.  She stares ominously at Baby and then corner’s Baby by sitting in the exit.  One night, I caught Giz in the kitchen just sitting there and staring in the entrance way door which ultimately leads into the laundry room.  I found Baby sleeping in back of some old computers in the back bathroom.  Since then, if I catch Giz doing the cornering thing, I move her along and I ensure Baby can get to where she needs to go.  I haven’t noticed it too much in the last couple of days so I have to wonder once again it my stress level may have something to do with it.  Obviously, over the weekend, I was pretty stressed.  Now I’m not so much.  I’m more accepting of the fact I can’t do much to change the job situation.  It is what it is and I can’t change it.

Giz with the new squeeky mouse

At times, I have noticed other improvements in their attitudes towards each other.  Two nights ago, Baby was up on the back of the office chair I have in the kitchen to sit in while I’m cooking and Giz jumped up on the seat.  Nobody made any noise, which really surprised me.  By the looks on their faces, it surprised them as well but I took it as a plus they didn’t hiss and/or slap.

Mostly, I think they’re just like kids.  With children, many times it’s best to stay out of it and they will deal with any problems in their own way.   Of course, with the threat of physical violence, all bets are off and the adult human person must butt in the stop the altercation.  Fortunately, interference hasn’t been necessary very often.

Baby and Hubby-honey

Baby is still very much a Hubby-honey fan and I was finally able to get a picture of them together.   I also have a two or three pictures of my girls playing.  Baby is so funny with the laser light.  She is absolutely determined to take it down and after Hubby-honey shuts it down for the night, she still spends a good fifteen minute looking for it.  I think she finally understands he’s the creator of the light.  Now when she can’t find it she comes down the hall looking at him.  Giz is a little less energetic; I think she’s feeling her eleven years.  She looks at the light but doesn’t seem to be able to garner the energy to chase it.  She does follow it with her eyes.  I was hoping the liking for the light would make them bury the hatchet in favor of going on the chase but so far, no dice.

At any rate, I think we’re making progress.  It’s been really, really slow but my girls seem to be a little more accepting of each other than they were two weeks ago.  Here’s hoping we don’t have too many more stalking and slapping incidents.