This one hurts. (The end of the Bizzy Hizzy).

In roughly nine weeks, I will lose my job. I have been with Stitch Fix more than 2.5 years, and in that time, the people I have worked with have allowed me to grow, grieve, learn and be who I am.

And I thought I was holding up well against the stress of losing my job, with more debt than savings thanks to some life situations and my recent medical issues. But when you receive the email that lists your personal separation date, that makes it real.

September 15. Some of my friends are looking at a week before, another a week after. One person I know with 2 more years of tenure with the company has a Friday October 13th separation date. I am sooo jealous, primarily because it’s the perfect day to lose your job. But even beyond that– you could spend the whole weekend watching horror movies to commemorate the event.

Right now I am stunned. I haven’t read the copious amounts of paperwork. I’m not ready. I’m just going to be sad. It was a hard, hot day and my body didn’t want to cooperate. Luckily, Nicole Jensen of Back in Line Chiropractic and Wellness Center could make my feet and legs do feet and legs things.

Meanwhile, if anyone needs any projects done by an awesome writer and editor, get in touch.