There, I said it.
I.
Quit.
My.
Job.
Most likely I was going to be "Separated from duty" anyway, so I was given the option to resign/retire.
Quit.
So I did it. I quit.
I know I keep saying it over and over again but it still doesn't seem real. I have been working for the same government agency for 28 years and with a minor regime change (more on that later) it's all done. I have been promoted 3 times and been chosen for countless projects and teams. I LOVED my job. (Until about 8 months ago to be frank) and then poof. Everything I thought was real regarding my career and how and when I was going to retire is now hindsight.
My future is unclear. Not uncertain, but certainly unclear. What I AM certain about is that I will be better tomorrow than I am today, and better the next day and the next day and the day after that. I don't know what that is going to look like, and for right now, that's ok.
So here I go, on a journey to earn a living. I have to warn you, this may not be pretty. There will be advice, there will most likely be cursing, there will be rants, there will be arts and crafts, there may be some discussion of ex husbands,of which there are three, :) posts about addiction and my annoyance at the proliferation of women adding pterodactyl-like contouring to their faces. It may be an ADHD fueled mess, but It's my mess.
Come, come to the fun place, join me.
K
