Today marks three months since I was called into the outgoing big guy's office and given my walking papers. There have been some nibbles, but so far, all they have resulted in have been a couple of "we will keep you in mind if something comes up" notices.
Nice thing is that I have been available to help with a family crisis. Would be nicer if said crisis wouldn't have happened, but as it is paraphrased, life happens.
The way I could look at this time without a job is that I have had a 90 day weekend so far.