*I first wrote this post almost two weeks ago. At the time I was emotionally raw and angry. Instead of posting it right away I sat on it. I needed to be sure that I was ready to share and that I wasn't writing angry. Since writing this I have found a job, and have started working on a long-term goal of mine (to be shared at a later date).*
I started this blog almost three years ago as an outlet for my fast-growing love of cheese. In that time I have been very careful to keep my blogging life, and my work life separate. In the interest of full disclosure, I have let the two employers I've had since starting this venture know about my blog. I have been very upfront about it, and have let them all know that I don't "name names". I have not mentioned where I've worked, or any co-workers or bosses by name. I even gave my brother a code name in a post I created in 2010. I am not sponsored and I rarely accept promotional items from cheesemakers, or authors.
By being a somewhat anonymous blogger I can be freer with my words. I can write a post about a cheese that was so bad it hurt my soul and I don't have to worry about offending the advertisers, or getting my boss into trouble. It's been a good run.
A few weeks ago I wrote a post about being a goat. I was venting my sadness, how I miss the cheese, and my general ennui. I thought long and hard about writing that post because it was so personal, perhaps something that would be better shared with a shrink. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that the people I really wanted to share it with were the people who read my blog. I wanted to let people know the reason for my infrequent posts. If I am honest about cheese, I have to be honest about myself.
So I posted it.
Shortly after the post went up I was called in for a talk with my boss and I was fired. Although we had had pleasant email exchanges just two days prior, my boss let me know that one of the reasons I was being let go was because I was "writing nasty things about us".
To say that I was stunned would be an understatement. I've never been fired before. I was angry, and if I'm going to be honest, confused. For a brief moment I even thought about shutting the blog down.
That's not going to happen.
So yeah, like millions of other Americans I’m unemployed. Instead of looking at this as a negative, curling up in bed and watching endless episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer while living off of diet coke and chocolate I'm going to turn this into a positive. The post I wrote about being a goat was about me feeling out of my element, floundering and being lonely without my herd. It's time for me to go back to that world.
When life gives you lemons, use the citric acid as a coagulant and make a fresh cheese.