So, it's raining.
I love a rainy day. But you know this. This particular rainy day comes with crisp fall temperatures. I love this even more. A nice happy 10 day forecast of nothing but 70's. Fall has arrived.
Always my favorite season, the last few of them have been, well, complicated. This one is no different.
I quit my job. For a myriad of reasons, really. I both liked and respected everyone I work with, and I do really enjoy my job. But there were these...things. Things, spanning the gamut from health concerns to just plain personal needs, that meant it was time to go. So, I gave my notice. This week I start training my replacement. And while I have some territorial emotions about this, I'm actually kind of looking forward to the teaching aspect.
So, the big question--what am I going to do now? Well, it's a good one. The short answer is, I'm not exactly sure. But, unlike the last time I set out in search of employment, this is on my terms. I've got an application in with our local Red Cross Office. I renewed my application to be a Wilton Method Instructor. I've sent a few feelers out about town. And, I've got several back-up irons in the fire. Worse comes to worse, even an 8-5 reception job will be better for me in the long run than the unpredictable schedule and high stress of my current job during the holidays. And, I'm honest enough with myself to know that anything I find right now is temporary. I'm still figuring out what I want to be when I grow up, and that takes some trial and error. I miss art. Do I want to teach? Do I want to paint? Do I want to sell pickles from a stand on the side of the road? I don't know. But as we always say, doing something, even the wrong thing, is better than doing nothing. So, I'm doing something.
I'm moving on. It's still too new to be scary. Mostly, it just feels good.