Adios trabajo: Soy en fuego (apologies for my spanish, now and forever)

I lost my job. On Saturday night, I got home and there was a message on the answering machine from the Head of HR at the company I work(ed) for. Nervously, she wished me a happy Thanksgiving, then said I should call her on Monday (today) and that I don't need to come into work. Before I called her this morning, I knew what was coming. The last month of work has been difficult. I was working long hours, on top of which my boss was not happy with how things were going. Even though I worked late (without overtime) and would come in 2 hours early to try to be on top of things; the job got increasingly more difficult. Last Monday, my boss was out sick and called in. An uncomfortable conversation ensued where she pointed out that I hadn't finished a project exactly as she wanted it. She sounded frustated, and I was equally frustated 'cause I thought I'd been doing a really good job of things lately, including the project, which I'd finished as best I could by coming in for 11 hours on a Saturday. Apparently not good enough. After the phone call last Monday, I immediately sent the now ex-boss an e-mail saying I would like to talk about what I wasn't doing correctly and that would like to try to work things out. It wasn't to be. Anyway, it's 4:45pm right now as I write this blog post in a notebook as I sit in my car before I head to the office to clean out my desk. My work e-mail account is closed so after my desk is emptied of my stuff, I'll just be a memory to my cubicle friends. I've got mixed emotions about this. I really like the company I was working for, but lately the job had been stressful, demanding, and ridiculously time consuming. It's for the best, even though I forsee acquiring lotsa debt when I purchase holiday gifts for all the children I've fathered since moving to California. This is the first time in my life I've been fired and feeling unwanted is always a lousy feeling even if (as it feels) that this might allow me to find a job I enjoy more. This week I want to figure out what kind of job I should look for next: an undemanding job that gives me time to work on my creative projects, or another industry job where I work long hours and learn skills that will be helpful in figuring out a film career. It's 5pm and I'm still writing. The sun is setting into the pacific and I'm meeting the HR woman at 5:30 to clean out my desk (I got here early because a) I'm nearly always early and b) I'm eager to get this over and done with). .... Just got back to the car. Got my last paycheck and a pamphlet on unemployment. The super nice guy who sits next to me at work said, "Good for you" when I told him I was moving on. It took about 15 minutes to leave an office that I'd spent 2 months at. Goodbyes are strange, especially when someone has to watch you clean your belongings out of your desk. Anyway, it felt like a long day and I'm doing alright. Despite some weirdness to all of this (seeing that a job posting went online Sunday 11/21 advertising my job as an open position; not getting to say goodbye, etc.), I'm feeling pretty relaxed. I might even get unemployment, it looks like, which would be a good thing until I find employment again. Thanks for reading, Eric