two weeks notice

August 14th, 2006

The big news from last week feels like it should be I finally got a New York phone number! because of all the kafuffle that went down getting a new phone and trying to remember my own digits. But the actual headliner is, I just quit my job.

Just like that. Up and quit.

I wasn’t looking for new employment. I wasn’t exactly happy – a trip to our school’s newest location left me so depressed that I experienced what I can only describe as a mild anxiety attack – but job hunting is a downer all of its own.

Fortunately, new employment was looking for me.

On Sunday, it emailed me, Tuesday, took me to lunch and on Friday, it made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. Creativity, flexibility and hard work. I know, I know, think of the children! Will I miss them? Yes, possibly. Feeling altruistic about my job was a nice perk (and it almost made up for the lack o’ paycheck), but the job itself had changed so much over the course of the last few months that I no longer sure what I was doing or for whom. It certainly wasn’t what I’d signed on for.

Writing for a living will have its own frustrations, I know. But it’s the carrot on a string and I wanted that damn carrot.

There’s much more to say about the new job and all that comes with it, but I’ll save that for another time. Because, after all, I spent the weekend at Ari’s lake house relaxing and it would be a shame to undo all that wine, sun and barbeque just yet.

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