blissfully unemployed

So...I quit my job yesterday. Just flat out resigned. It wasn't entirely my option. According to my now-ex boss, I was "on the wrong bus" and couldn't do my job, which meant everybody else had to pick up the slack. Well, I KNOW I was on the wrong bus...knew that for awhile. I just didn't know how to STOP the bus so I could get off. So what it came down to was essentially a forced resignation. She seemed very much against actually "firing" me. Some people said I should've made them fire me. It crossed my mind, but hey, the bus was stopped. The door was open, and I was hitting the road. I didn't want to stick around long enough for them to fire me, and I also didn't want that going on my record. I've never been fired, and I don't intend to start now.

So now I'm in uncharted territory. I've never left one job without having another already lined up. We're not hurting for money. Something I realized this week is that I don't HAVE to work. With what Larry brings home, we're fine. Sure, having the extra money is really nice, but it's also nice to know we'll be ok. This could be the best thing that could happen. Before, I've always just taken the first thing that came along thinking it would be better than the hell I was already in...only to find that the new job was just as bad or even worse. This way I can take my time to figure out what I really WANT, and pick and choose. People keep telling me "you have a master's degree; you can write your own ticket." Yeah, until now, that hasn't been the case, but by God, it's time to start. :-)