Days 53 and 54: Violet (Age 3) Finally Realizes I Don’t Have a Job Anymore

On August 28th, my wife lost her job. 24 hours later, I lost mine. This blog is a continuation of the day-by-day chronicling of our emotional journey back to employment. This is bound to be upsetting, hilarious and hopeful.

Tuesday & Wednesday – October 21-22, 2014

Violet

Violet

Life caught up with us a little on Tuesday. We’ve admittedly been pushing a few things off–bills and health insurance stuff and other things that kill trees and should, honestly, be banned forever. It’s not like we’re delinquent in paying these things, but unemployment has a tendency to make unappealing, taking-care-of-business junk tasks even less appealing than usual. Having more time to do a thing does not make it any easier to do that thing. Especially when it takes from a resource–in this case, money–that is diminishing faster than it’s being replenished. Bills are the hearty lumberjack in the forested hills that is our financials.

I guess that makes us tree huggers.

We are fortunate enough to not have to pay all of our bills at the moment. I’ve written before about how Erin’s Aunt Mary was kind enough to stop us from pulling Violet out of her preschool by paying for it herself. The other expense that we had decided to cut but was covered–this time by Erin’s mom, Lynn–is the bill for Violet and Elora’s weekly dance classes. Telling a 3-year-old little girl that the thing she enjoys most on the planet is being taken away from her is something Erin and I agonized over, so the fact that we never had to have that conversation at all has to got to rank among the biggest of blessings we’ve received since this all started.

It was on the way to dance class that Violet (Age 3) had a sudden realization that I’ve been home–for the past 54 days–a lot more than usual. She asked, “Why don’t you go to your job?”

I said, “I don’t have a job anymore. I’m looking for a new job, and mommy’s looking for a new job, too.”

I had the sense to start recording as soon as I realized what conversation we were having. Here’s the rest in audio form (edited only to speed things along a bit).

If you’re not in a listening mood, here’s the transcript:

Me: What kind of job do you think Mommy should do?

Violet: Mmm. Work on her ‘puter with a job.

Me: Work on her computer?

Violet: With a job.

Me: With a job–that makes sense. Do you like having me home while I don’t have a job?

Violet: Uh huh.

Me: Do you like it that I’m home all the time?

Violet: Uh huh.

Me: Do you? Or do you want me to go to work?

Violet: I want you to go to work.

Me: Oh. Why do you want me to go to work?

Violet: Because.

Me: What do I do at work? Do you know?

Violet: You work there.

Me: Yeah. Where?

Violet: In your office.

Me: In my office, yeah. It’s been a long time since I’ve been to my office, isn’t it?

Violet: Uh huh.

Me: Yeah…

Violet: Last time you was at your work I was coming with you and Mommy drive me there!

Me: That’s right. She did, didn’t she?

Violet: Uh huh.

Me: Did you like it there?

Violet: Uh huh.

Me: Yeah, it was fun there, wasn’t it?

Violet: Mm-hmm.

Me: I can’t go there anymore.

Violet: Oh.

Me: They told me–they told me to go–they told me to not come back anymore.

Violet: Uh oh!

Me: Yeah, I know.

Violet: Last night, my teacher told me to come to preschool and she told me to not go.

Me: She told you to not go to preschool?

Violet: Mm-mmm.

Me: WHAT?

Violet: And she want me to go to preschool!

Me: Yeah, she wants you to go to preschool. She didn’t tell you not to go to preschool.

Violet: And now I don’t have a job!

Me: Now you don’t have a job either?

Violet: Uh uh.

Me: So we’re both unemployed!

Violet: Yeah.

Me: Awwww!

Violet: And now I go to preschool and dance class. Remember?

Me: You go to preschool AND dance class?

Violet: Uh huh.

Me: Wow. You sound really busy.

Violet: I not busy.

Me: You’re not?

Violet: Uh uh.

Me: How much money do you make at your job?

Violet: A lot of money.

Me: A lot of money. Wow.

Violet: So I give people money.

Me: Oh, so you give–you give your money to people?

Violet: Uh huh.

Me: Oh, that’s so nice! Who do you give it too?

Violet: I don’t know.

Me: Oh. Oh, you give it anonymously.

Violet: Yeah.

Me: That’s nice.

Violet: So I get candy.

Me: Ah, and you get candy when you give away money!

Violet: Uh huh.

Me: That’s great!

Violet: Daddy!

Me: Yeah?

Violet: We got to go at dance class.

Me: Oh, it’s time for dance class. Okay, say bye bye.

Violet: Bye bye!

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