D's last day is May 19th. Until then he exists in a weird sort of limbo - no work to do, but he still has to show up. Severance is two months' pay, and COBRA is paid for two months. Right now, for me at least, it just feels like freedom. I'm not scared yet, in fact D has made me feel very safe and confident. Apparently Hitachi hired a billboard truck to cruise up and down the street between his office and Western Digital's local facility, advertising that they are hiring.
D's going to start sending out resumes this week and has even requested a cell phone (he hasn't had once since Paul was born) for the job-searching process. What's nice is that he doesn't have to feel frantic and accept the first job that comes along. If he finds a job he likes, he'll ask to start in two weeks, then we'll pull Paul out of school and have a mini-adventure somewhere. Too bad Mexico just isn't safe; that would be fun.