I resigned from my job today. This is probably the worst time in the history of the world to voluntarily leave a job, given millions of people have been laid off in the last year. And maybe it was. But I just wasn’t being true to myself…I wasn’t happy.
I see you rolling your eyes now.
Go ahead, say it…“Lots of people aren’t happy in their current job situation. Lots of people wish they could be doing something totally different, but that doesn’t mean you should leave without something else lined up.”
My situation is a little bit different. I don’t have to work. There, I said it.
I know a lot of people (moms especially) wish they were in my position. I was a stay-at-home mom for four years before going back to the public relations field part time. Don’t get me wrong, I liked having a job. I liked being part of the work force again.
Adult conversation. Learning new skills. Contributing. Meeting new friends and like minded professionals in my field.
And my part-time hours were great…in fact, they were flexible in that I would change my hours every year, depending on what the boys’ schedule would allow. But…it’s just not something I want to be doing for the rest of my life. I feel a little selfish…it seems it’s all about me. But why shouldn’t it be? You know the old saying, “If momma ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy.”
So what am I going to do, you ask? I don’t know. I know I am very lucky to have the luxury of time, to figure out what it is that I do want to do. Maybe another pr opportunity will come along, or maybe something totally different will spark my interest. Maybe I’ll take a class or two. Or volunteer. Or just hang out with my five year old, who is in half day kindergarten.
I have a clean slate. A fresh start. It’s just a matter of finding something to decorate it with.