I, uh, kinda put in my notice at work. Shit. I think this means that I won’t get paid anymore. Crap. What was I thinking? What possessed me to do such a thing? Can I have a do-over, are there any take-backsies?
I actually did think this through and do still feel that it is the right decision for me, but its sooo scary. Scarier than The Ring. My job is such a huge part of my identity. When people ask, “what do you do?” I always have an interesting answer that I can be proud of. Now what? A full time student? I’ve never been ‘just a student’ in my whole life! I have bills to pay! I have a car payment! What am I doing???
Its going to be okay just as long as I dont hyperventilate.
I will leave at the end of the summer. I decided to do this so that I can focus on school and get it done because it is taking me forever at the pace I am going. My job takes a lot of my time and energy and it was really hard this past year to juggle both. I will have a practicum every term this year and it is impossible to schedule everything with work. So I quit. I’m a quitter.
The funny thing is that I have a job that many of my classmates hope to get after they graduate. But I am not digging it enough to hold on to it until I finish. I want to work with little kids. Not surly ganster teenagers.
Okay, that’s enough whining. I’ll get over it, I’m just scared right now. I know I made the right decision. Right?