16 October, 2013
I QUIT MY JOB
And that's just how I feel right now. Ready to move on.
Am I still stressed about leaving my paycheck behind? Absolutely. But when I got home on Friday after 10 hours in prep, I was banged up. Tim said he wanted me to quit, because he didn't want me to hurt anymore. I fought him a little but by the next morning I handed in my two weeks.
I don't know how it's all going to work out. Thankfully, my car passed inspection and we don't have to get another car. Which is good because if we had to spend more money right now, I'm pretty sure my head would pop off.
So that's where I'm at today. Quit my job. No new job ready. No stress eating allowed. Time to get healed up.
Meanwhile, Tim says we'll find a new job for me once I'm healed up, but until then he wants me to take advantage of the time and write, bake, cook, and coupon.
He is the best husband in the history of ever.