It’s funny. Three weeks ago, I walked into my boss’s office and handed him my letter of resignation. After 10-1/2 years, I had decided that I really had no interest in further cultivating my “career” as an administrative professional. Realistically, I had made that decision a lifetime ago. It just took me a while to gather the courage to actually act on it.
I don’t think it really sunk in until last night when I was laying in bed on the verge of a panic attack that I didn’t have a JOB to get up and go to this morning. I think I had made it calmly through the weekend by tricking myself into believing that I had the week off. I was pretty psyched, because there are so many things I need to get done, and I always thought, “If I just had more free time, I could get everything done!”
I know it seems like I made a rash decision, jumping off the cliff without a parachute. You don’t need a safety net, though, when you firmly believe that you can achieve anything you put your mind to. I do believe that, and it’s my faith in my abilities to get things done, honed from years of getting other people’s things done, that will carry me through the turbulence of starting fresh.
It’s going to be a bumpy ride, but it’s the ride of my life, and I’m so glad I bought that golden ticket!