Well, what we were fearing happened today. Ben's company went under. He came home at about 10 a.m. with all his stuff.
So... we've just been... floundering. Ben updated his resume and took it to some firms in town. Right now, he's updating his website, which is referenced in his resume, with all of his recent designs. And then he's going to start e-mailing resumes to wherever the heck... If we have to move, I'm not sure if our house will sell, or if we will lose a lot of money on it, or what. Or if I'll have to stay behind and sell the house or something.
I have about two weeks' worth of scanning, if I jump to full-time, which I will start tomorrow. So I need to start pounding the pavement myself. If Ben doesn't find an architecture job in the next couple of days, he'll just have to get a dumb job to get by. He's going to try to find night work while I find day work.
We've been through a lot, so I know we can get through this. I can't help but be a teeny, weeny bit pissy about it, though. I'm having a mental pity party right now, but I'll get over it.