Panic sucks...

In 3 days, Mike will be done with his current contract with work. And as of this minute, they have nothing for him... so that means no work, no job, no money... The timing sucks major ass... I know I have so much to be thankful for... but crap... what the fuck?

On a slightly brighter side, it's forced Mike to get back out there with his resume and make contact with the MANY MANY recruiters/friends/old co-workers in his field, to look for something new... and he just may have found it in Atlanta.... hotlanta.

And if that isn't enough panic... a cousin of mine, who is only a couple of years older than me, had a stroke this past weekend. She's a stay at home mom of 3 kids. She has the same types of health issues that I have.... what does it all mean? She can't move... how does this happen?

Bah...