I'm sure everyone knows by know that Interstate Bands/Hostess ceased business today. The Breadman received a call at 8:00 am telling him to drop all the bread he had, bring the truck in and go home. That's it.
All day on the news they have been showing Twinkies. Laughing about "no more Twinkies? How will we exist?" I woke up this morning to Good Morning America passing around Twinkies laughing it up about their last Twinkie ever. It's about so, so much more than Twinkies. I could just puke thinking it.
Needless to say, things might be quiet around here for awhile while we figure out what to do. I'm sure I will have to re-enter the work force for the first time in 18 years. But, I still have to Homeschool and educate my kid and get him ready for life. He's 17, but he's a unique quirky kid. A kid that is taking all of this very, very hard. He worries about us so much. He really takes a lot of the worry for us, and that is not a kid's job. I don't care if he is nearly a man. He's MY kid. He has always been my top priority, and he will always be - but we have to pay the electric bill and the mortgage.
Monday we will look into unemployment, Mortgage Modification (to reduce payments while you are unemployed so you don't get behind) and a withdrawl from his Retirement account. I know that last one is a bad idea, but, what can you do, right? At least he has a retirement account since he wasn't employed directly through Hostess.
I appreciate all the comments and you don't even have to comment on this post. I feel the love. I really do. I know everyone means well on here, on Facebook and in real life - "Things will get better, etc" Well, they might someday, but for today, it sucks. It really, really sucks.
Until I'm back - thanks for all your support.
The Breadman Curtis and I really appreciate it.