It Finally Happened

After talking about it for much longer than I care to recall, I finally did it.

I decided to leave my job.

Not next year. Not after the trip. Now.

I emailed the bosses to set up a meeting and two weeks after whenever that is, I'm outta here.

Because you're probably wondering, no, I don't know what I'm going to do. And I'm okay with that. The fact is I'm not getting any younger, this isn't where I want to be, and the longer I stay here the slimmer my chances of getting where I want to be get. My reasoning is that a little fire under my ass is the motivation I need to make things happen. Work a couple of McJobs while I work on the whole "career" thing and see what takes off.

God, I hope I know what I'm doing.