Twist of Fate

So you know those tv shows where the guy just can't catch a break? The one where everything he does looks bleak, but in the end it all turns around in a surprisingly happy twist? Well I am beginning to think that character is my beloved husband. First he has this accident, then he is told that his recovery is going to be a bit different than they had anticipated. Now he gets laid off.
Yup...while he is home lying on the couch recuperating from a 23 foot fall, he is asked to come to the office for a meeting. Now this is not a shock to us, we have seen the writing on the walls for weeks. Since the genius HR person emailed him and said she was not sure they could afford his position any longer. Since he was getting daily phone calls from vendors saying that the company was going to be placed on credit hold for non-payment. So he gets to the office and the desk is cleared and here are 2 large empty boxes sitting on his desk. Hmmmm I wonder what could be going on here? DUUUUUH. The funniest part is that the HR bitch and his boss actually didn't think he knew what was going on. When he said to them that he knew it a few weeks ago they seemed surprised. Wow, what does it say for them when they think the people they hire cannot figure out what is going on when they (in writing in and email) say they are not sure they can afford his position. There IS a reason I call the owner of the company WalTARD.
Here is the thing...this is a bit of a delightful twist of fate for us. You see, had T not taken the flying leap that he did he would have been sitting at work doing his job and thinking that things were fine. He would not have had the financial backup of Workman's Comp paychecks coming in. He would have been working 60 hours a week only to find out that the company cannot make payroll. T got a severance and has the back up of Workman's Comp. They laid off other people who did not get the severance and do not have that back up. Again, the fates are looking out for us...in a weird way.
We do not regret our decision to move here. He does not regret working for the company that moved us 2000 miles from my family. You see, we know that at the end of this there will be the happy ending (not like in a massage parlor either). We count ourselves lucky that we got out of Colorado before the horrible job slump happened. There are no jobs there at all. Here Tim has opportunities and there are many exciting things going on within his industry. We are very positive about the outlook and know for sure that this will all end with a deep sigh of relief and with us being exactly where we need to be.
And we will be kicking it off with a party for all the laid off employees this weekend. And I will have a t-shirt made up for my husband. Drunk Unemployed Handicap...D.U.H. Hehehe.