So now I’m ready to talk/write about it. I quit my job on Thursday. Okay, maybe not entirely ready to write about it, as some parts of the experience were painful and I would rather not think about them. But the good part is that I’m ready to move on to the next thing, whatever that may be. I spent the day pouring over employment websites and sending my resume all over the place. I even got a call back from a headhunter, which is positive. All my friends and family have assured me that I made the right decision, and I know that even though it was the “right” decision, I can’t help but feel a twinge of panic with the unknown hanging over my head.
Actually, I don’t think it’s panic anymore. Anxiety a little. Anticipation. Me and Carly Simon are sitting at the edge of our seats, wondering where this new chapter in life will take us. (I don’t really think Carly cares about me. Really not that crazy.)





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