I kind of fell off the Month of Happy Bandwagon.
You know that phrase - "Never be too busy making a living, that you forget to make a life?" (Or however it goes.)
Yes, that. We've been very busy making a living, and trying to make a life all at the same time.
But once again, everything is about to change.
So long "making a living." My last day of full time work is this coming Friday. Full time work, with full time benefits, and a full time paycheque. Adios amigos.
I don't want to get into the long story, nor to I want to be vague and let you think something when that's not really the story, so I'll make it brief:
I asked to have things changed, so that I could make my family the priority over my job. I still wanted to DO my job, or a version thereof, but needed some things to shift. They said no. And so, I left.
And that's all I'll say. (You can take a wild guess about how that rubbed me.)
And so here I stand, unemployed to be. One hundred percent certain that I made the right decision about what is best for my family. And scared shitless, all at the same time. And throwing myself on the mercy of the universe, hoping that it's all going to be ok.
And knowing, that in all this, we'll be happy. We ARE happy.
So...raise your hand if you've ever paddled in this boat before...I know lots have. Any advice?
I'd love to hear your pearls of wisdom (or even your terrible jokes if they'll make me smile!)