TO BE CONTINUED...

As I sit here numb with an office desk completely submerged in folders, I turn to my right and look at the computer monitor to note the 35 unread emails waiting to be handled in my inbox. I’m over it – this is NOT for me.

What are the chances my mother just called me after I finished that first paragraph? “Give them one more month..” she advises. I swear this woman has a sixth sense – I’m truly convinced. It’s as if she can feel my thoughts inside her brain somehow – a mother’s intuition they say. As difficult as it was, I did have to agree with her. She was right. We’re currently two weeks away from Christmas, it is business year-end, and honestly my intention is not to screw anybody over at all – so I do understand her viewpoint entirely.

In the draft folder of my inbox is the termination letter I had already written a couple days ago – it’s just sitting in the drafts like a big red button craving to be pushed. My original plan was to send it today, Friday, December 15, giving a two-week’s notice that would make my last official day Friday, December 29. After this conversation with my mom, I decided in order to be accommodating I will change the final day to Friday, January 26.

Sent. The letter has been sent. It’s done. I’m sure you’re wondering how I feel right? Well.. SUPER NERVOUS. SUPER LIBERATED. SUPER EXCITED. SUPER READY. All at the same time. As a little smirk just appeared on my face, I realized I really just did this.

I just took the leap and bet on myself. This is truly what it feels like to be alive.

To be continued...