Okay. So after a day of waiting and waiting and waiting and cursing, we had our meeting. We are on a “need/call” kind of basis. Every Monday the boss will tell us how many hours we get to work (read: that he can pay us) for that week. This week? We have thirty hours. It could drop as low as 10, and probably won’t be as high as 40. We have many potential contracts hopefully opening up September. But if the work doesn’t come in? Layoffs are then. In essence? I have a summer of unstable income to look forward to. Which is what EVERY expectant mother wants.
So – we are cutting our give-in-everytime-Zoot-craves-Mexican-or-Ice-Cream budget, but we’re keeping the TiVo. I won’t get my 30th birthday party, but I will get to celebrate the release of the new Harry Potter book. LilZoot won’t get a new video game every week, but he will get to go to summer camp. MrZ won’t get his pendant lights, but he will get his flood lights. So you see? We are all making sacrifices, but we still get to keep some of the perks. So all in all? Not as bad as it could be.
And for the record? The TiVo will be the LAST thing to go.