I guess today would be the anitithesis of Labor Day... Yesterday a few senior managers got the axe at husband's company. Today is rumored to be THE day for everyone else who is going to be let go. Although he thinks he's safe, he was clearly freaking out this morning before he left. He says he won't have any way to call me if it happens to him since they'll confiscate his company-issued phone and laptop and then show him the door and will make arrangements for him to come back after hours for a supervised desk clean-out. Whatever happens, happens. I told him we'll deal with it. The severance package is extremely generous and there's always the kids' college money if we get desperate. So I'm asking for some prayers, good ju-ju, rattled beads, nekkid chicken liver dances (I won't tell Minerva and the gang) and anything else you might have up your collective sleeves that could help confer protection on our family today. The anxiety over this is just awful... I'll be so glad when it's over!