The End of a Job Era

Wait, what? You did what with your job?

I quit my job. Technically I quit my job three weeks ago. My last day was last Friday. I am ridiculously excited. My husband and I have been having “are you ready to write full-time” conversations for the last year or so. And, I’ve always put it off, saying.
“No, not yet. I haven’t figured out how to do the daily work.”
“I would go crazy. I would miss being around people.”
“I wouldn’t be able to motivate myself to get what needs to get done.”

I look back at this and realize that I am perhaps the queen of excuses. Our most recent iteration of this conversation however went a little differently. He asked if I was ready to write full-time and I started up with all of my excuses then realized that each “reason” was not a reason at all, but just my fear getting in the way of the thing I have been working toward for a long time.

I cried. I called my mom and told her all of the things that scared me. And I also realized I was mourning this change. I was ready to be done, but I was going to miss my co-workers. And frankly, change is scary. That was a Friday, I started planning that weekend how I was going to structure my day while working from home, and I got really excited. I talked to my boss first thing on Monday morning and we were interviewing temps by the end of the week. I’ve been training my replacement for the last two weeks. On Friday I finished transferring any important files off my laptop. Handed it into IT and deleted my work email from my phone.

Super Thankful

I am incredibly grateful for the job I’ve held for the last two+ years. It allowed me the time and brain space to actually pursue my writing. I am grateful for my boss who taught me a ton of things, like how to write a contract, and stand up for myself. I am grateful to my co-workers who are kind, cool, and appreciate my “eccentricities”, also known as me just being weird.

So yeah, I’m taking some time off to breath, eat good food, hike beautiful trails, sleep in, read books, play with the puppy, and hang out with Griffin. I’ll be back for the start of the next chapter refreshed and ready to go.