I finally did it. After AAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLL these years, I finally got off my duff and am moving on. Friday I turned in my resignation. Whew! What a HUGE relief. You know, I think I even had an adrenalin headache by mid-afternoon.

So I knew there was some possibility that my hours would be cut, or my position could be terminated, sometime (really ANYTIME) after the summer. When I heard that I admit I looked for ways to stay. A different position in another dept. was offered me....even farther from the type of work I like to do. But I nearly went for it. Ultimately I didn't because I knew I just needed to get OUT.

While I would have preferred to find something very close to home - someplace I could walk to. Someplace close enough that I could visit my younger daughter at lunch (the older one being in high school would probably be MORTIFIED if did that for her). It is at least slightly closer, and H and I could share a ride once in a while and that would help with gas costs.

Anyway - it's a completely different type of job. I'm a alternately excited as heck, and nervous. Oh, and it's temporary. It's a two year special project position. I figured that was ok because who knows where we'll be in that time after H graduates. As long as it gets me moving in a new direction.

So - as of July 18 I will be done....here.