Not good

My good friend - another "dog person" here at the office - just told me that after all the attorneys she was working for left and started their own firm last month, she is being let go now, as well.  She isn't as old as I am, but she is old enough that having to find a different job at this point is just NOT very fair. 

And I've also heard today that several of the firm's paralegals are going to be let go as well.  I have my fingers crossed (and I'm holding my breath, for that matter!) that I'm not going to be one of them.  Guess I better get on the stick and get the house refinanced.  I've been looking into that, but not very aggressively.  I better re-think that.  If we get it refinanced with a 30-year mortgage, we could manage to survive if one of us ended up out of a job.  But if I don't get on with it, it would be pretty "iffy."  And I sure wouldn't want to have to find another place to live where the horses could go since there is no WAY any place we could afford would have the horse facilities we will have now - not to mention the size of our house.  Since we renovated the thing completely, it wasn't all THAT expensive when we bought it and Mark did a lot of the work.  That wouldn't be possible anymore.  I guess if we had to move, we would end up out in the boonies somewhere in Tennessee or Kentucky or West Virginia where farms are less expensive than they are around here.  But the cost of the move itself . . . well, that would be the end of our savings, that's for sure. 

Okay, enough.  I'm going to get back to work (I darned well better!!) and try not to worry.

Try.