A New Beginning

And so after many, many months of planning and talking and planning and talking, I am sitting here on a Monday morning and am NOT at work. It's weird and yet liberating at the same time. It was nice to not have that sense of dread last night, trying to psych myself up to go to a job for which I no longer had any passion.

Now comes the hard part... finding a job (or two) to get me through the next few years while I'm in school. I have some leads but am finding the general lack of professionalism I keep coming up against to be a bit irritating, to say the least. Of course, it's not like I was dealing with all that much more professionalism when I was employed by the great state of Ohio. My boyfriend tells me I expect too much...

I have quite an extensive list of things to do (making lists helps me feel I maintain some sense of control over my life - do I have control issues? You bet.) and first on the list is cleaning my ridiculously dirty apartment. And I will probably need to get groceries. And do laundry. And, oh yeah, that job search thing again...

Right now, my life is good. I refuse to look back and continually fret and wonder if I made the right decision about leaving my very stable and rather handsomely rewarded job (yes, crime does pay - it's sad but true...). The entire time I was wondering whether or not I was making a big mistake, I would look deep down into my stomach, of all places, to look for a warning sign. And it never came. It still isn't there. So I say, onward and upward.