I've gone to North Dakota with a friend of mine to stay with her aunt and uncle for a few weekends this year. Over that time I've gotten to know some of their friends who live in the same building as they do. One girl is a few years younger than I am and is originally from my city and even graduated from the same high school a few years after I did. I'll refer to her as Jane.
Anyway, Jane has fallen onto hard times. Jane is extremely well educated and works as an Industrial Engineer and has been living and working in the US for several years now. She had been working in California and was recruited to this small town just over the Canada/US Border by the same company for which she worked in California. Since she is originally from Winnipeg, she thought it would be ideal because she could still live and work in the US and travel to her home city anytime she wanted to. So she took the transfer.
After 3 months and training up 2 people who were born and raised in that small town, the company cancelled her contract and kept on the 2 locals. So now she is out of work and there are no other prospects for an Industrial Engineer in that town.
Jane had made arrangements to have all of her stuff shipped to Phoenix where her Mother is living, with the intention of moving there to be close to her. She even went there for a few days to interview and some places.
Now backup just a bit, a few weeks ago we were in ND staying with my friend's aunt and uncle, and we found out that Jane lost her job a couple weeks prior. Over dinner and drinks we all talked about her prospects, potential job leads that she had and tried to bolster up her self confidence. The Sunday of that weekend she was catching a flight to Phoenix for job interviews with no intention of returning to that small town in ND.
I don't know what possessed me, but after dinner and drinks that Saturday, I suddenly heard myself telling her that if she wanted to look for work in Winnipeg, that she could come and stay with me!!!!!! As soon as it was out, I regretted having said it, but since she was moving to Phoenix the next day, I didn't think anything would come of it and it was a harmless remark.
Oh how wrong I was!
I found out on that long weekend Monday as we were getting ready to return to Winnipeg, that Jane was in Phoenix and had decided to take a friend of her's up on an offer to pay for a hotel for her in Phoenix for a few days while she interviewed. It seems she didn't really want to stay with her Mother because she feels like such a failure for being in her 40's and suddenly finding herself with nothing and having to start over. Anyway, her friend paid for the hotel for a few days and Jane returned back to the small town in ND to wait for the results of those interviews and to also be closer to another place where she was going to be interviewing later that week in another nearby state.
Fast forward to last week on Tuesday. It seems that none of those jobs panned out, and Jane had to give up her apartment and was now staying with my friend's aunt and uncle. Jane called me asking me questions about "if I come to Winnipeg, how long can I stay"? and "Is there parking?", and "Do you have internet for my laptop".
I felt like I was suddenly on a runaway train and found myself answering her questions and not knowing how to get out of it. She said she would let me know in a couple of days. Man! I was freaking out! Total panic attack!
Several things had me on edge:
1. I'm 51 years old and have lived on my own since the early 1980's and I have my own routine and so do my cats;
2. I love living alone. I love being able to come home and shut out the world after work and just do my own stuff;. I love being able to sit around (naked if I want to
) and just veg out and watch TV in the living room
3. My spare bedroom is not a bedroom. It's a storage room, laundry room, cat room where their tree, beds and cat litter boxes are. There is no other place to put the boxes other than the bathroom which is narrow, my bedroom or the living room.
4. I didn't have anywhere for her to sleep. My loveseat is smaller than most loveseats, and the spare room is a storage room. So I was going to have to buy a bed and start moving stuff out of the room into my living room turning it into a cluttered mess.
5. I would have to spend an additional $70 per month for a parking spot if I could even get one.
6. And finally, I would be supporting her until she found work, and there was no set date for her to leave my home.
7. Jane is a very insecure girl and constantly needs to be reassured and "boosted up". I have enough trouble keeping myself "boosted up".
Thursday, I hadn't heard from her, so I figured that was a good sign. Then Friday Jane left me a message saying that she "was going to come next week" but decided to wait in the US until Monday because she was waiting to hear from a recruiter for a job interview she had last week.
My anxiety escalated to the point I had hives all weekend. I talked to my friend today (the one that knows Jane) and told her what I was feeling, and to get some moral support. I then called Jane and had a very difficult talk with her. I was honest and I felt so bad for reneging on something I said that I started to cry.
Anyway, she said she understands (I hope she does). She didn't sound upset about it and told me that her brothers and sisters have offered to help her financially for about 6 months while she looks for a job. She said that she had been looking and had found a place in Winnipeg to share a house with several other girls who were in university and that she had been hoping to move in there for July. But instead of staying with me until then, she will stay where she is.
So talk about a huge relief.
The moral of this story? Never, ever make an offer of something that you don't think will ever come to pass, and if you do and you regret having made the comment, speak up.
Anyway, Jane has fallen onto hard times. Jane is extremely well educated and works as an Industrial Engineer and has been living and working in the US for several years now. She had been working in California and was recruited to this small town just over the Canada/US Border by the same company for which she worked in California. Since she is originally from Winnipeg, she thought it would be ideal because she could still live and work in the US and travel to her home city anytime she wanted to. So she took the transfer.
After 3 months and training up 2 people who were born and raised in that small town, the company cancelled her contract and kept on the 2 locals. So now she is out of work and there are no other prospects for an Industrial Engineer in that town.
Jane had made arrangements to have all of her stuff shipped to Phoenix where her Mother is living, with the intention of moving there to be close to her. She even went there for a few days to interview and some places.
Now backup just a bit, a few weeks ago we were in ND staying with my friend's aunt and uncle, and we found out that Jane lost her job a couple weeks prior. Over dinner and drinks we all talked about her prospects, potential job leads that she had and tried to bolster up her self confidence. The Sunday of that weekend she was catching a flight to Phoenix for job interviews with no intention of returning to that small town in ND.
I don't know what possessed me, but after dinner and drinks that Saturday, I suddenly heard myself telling her that if she wanted to look for work in Winnipeg, that she could come and stay with me!!!!!! As soon as it was out, I regretted having said it, but since she was moving to Phoenix the next day, I didn't think anything would come of it and it was a harmless remark.
Oh how wrong I was!
I found out on that long weekend Monday as we were getting ready to return to Winnipeg, that Jane was in Phoenix and had decided to take a friend of her's up on an offer to pay for a hotel for her in Phoenix for a few days while she interviewed. It seems she didn't really want to stay with her Mother because she feels like such a failure for being in her 40's and suddenly finding herself with nothing and having to start over. Anyway, her friend paid for the hotel for a few days and Jane returned back to the small town in ND to wait for the results of those interviews and to also be closer to another place where she was going to be interviewing later that week in another nearby state.
Fast forward to last week on Tuesday. It seems that none of those jobs panned out, and Jane had to give up her apartment and was now staying with my friend's aunt and uncle. Jane called me asking me questions about "if I come to Winnipeg, how long can I stay"? and "Is there parking?", and "Do you have internet for my laptop".
I felt like I was suddenly on a runaway train and found myself answering her questions and not knowing how to get out of it. She said she would let me know in a couple of days. Man! I was freaking out! Total panic attack!
Several things had me on edge:
1. I'm 51 years old and have lived on my own since the early 1980's and I have my own routine and so do my cats;
2. I love living alone. I love being able to come home and shut out the world after work and just do my own stuff;. I love being able to sit around (naked if I want to
3. My spare bedroom is not a bedroom. It's a storage room, laundry room, cat room where their tree, beds and cat litter boxes are. There is no other place to put the boxes other than the bathroom which is narrow, my bedroom or the living room.
4. I didn't have anywhere for her to sleep. My loveseat is smaller than most loveseats, and the spare room is a storage room. So I was going to have to buy a bed and start moving stuff out of the room into my living room turning it into a cluttered mess.
5. I would have to spend an additional $70 per month for a parking spot if I could even get one.
6. And finally, I would be supporting her until she found work, and there was no set date for her to leave my home.
7. Jane is a very insecure girl and constantly needs to be reassured and "boosted up". I have enough trouble keeping myself "boosted up".
Thursday, I hadn't heard from her, so I figured that was a good sign. Then Friday Jane left me a message saying that she "was going to come next week" but decided to wait in the US until Monday because she was waiting to hear from a recruiter for a job interview she had last week.
My anxiety escalated to the point I had hives all weekend. I talked to my friend today (the one that knows Jane) and told her what I was feeling, and to get some moral support. I then called Jane and had a very difficult talk with her. I was honest and I felt so bad for reneging on something I said that I started to cry.
Anyway, she said she understands (I hope she does). She didn't sound upset about it and told me that her brothers and sisters have offered to help her financially for about 6 months while she looks for a job. She said that she had been looking and had found a place in Winnipeg to share a house with several other girls who were in university and that she had been hoping to move in there for July. But instead of staying with me until then, she will stay where she is.
So talk about a huge relief.
The moral of this story? Never, ever make an offer of something that you don't think will ever come to pass, and if you do and you regret having made the comment, speak up.
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