The sun is shining, the birds are singing and things are looking up. As the Real Housewives madness shifts into book writing and work madness, I am taking a moment to be grateful. When I was laid off at the end of February, it seemed like the sky was falling. There's nothing worse than staring into a black hole of pathos and self-doubt, wondering whether you'll ever amount to anything ever again, whether in 6 months time you'll be worried about making ends meet, whether you'll have to change your lifestyle, sell all your shoes and start playing guitar in the subway....I felt all of those things.