I quit my job. I don't have another job.
I had an epiphany in the shower (where all good epiphanies are born). I have an English degree,I want to have a career to carry me the rest of my life and stop this mindless job hopping for the almighty dollar, I want to have joy, be surrounded by hope, do something that matters at the end of the day. I want to be creative and spend as much time with Cooper as I can.
I am a TEACHER!
It came to me just like that. I have no doubt it will be thankless and hard and challenging, but isn't that what I already have dealt with minus the joy, hope and service I long for?
I am taking my credentialing test this summer. I hope to then be able to land a job to teach as soon as the fall, if not...Plan B will just "show up". I KNOW it will work as it's supposed to. Once this decision was made there was nothing I felt but peace, and have ever since. Since so much changed at work in the past 2 months, it was crazy for me to stay just to stick it out. I just survived the hardest 5 years of my life regarding death of loved ones and I was sitting all day in a nursing home. The irony was not lost on me and I knew God was having a good laugh.
My house is empty, the next buyer's deal may actually go through if I continue to push the bank to review my proposal in a timely manner. I have made my last big garage sale for this Sat...and I when that day ends........ I basically have let it ALL GO.
ALL of it. VERY little is left. I have wiped the slate in clean, time to rebuild.
I guess there is nothing else left to do after that but...