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Forward into the Unknown
Jul. 4th, 2015 05:18 amI did it. I finally did it. I put in my two weeks notice on Thursday (would've been Friday, but see: holiday). I feel a mixture of relief and terror. Relief, because that job has only gotten worse in terms of micro-management and boredom in the last few months since I decided to outright quit instead of leave whenever we moved. Terror, because I am always anxious about money and what if I don't find a part-time job??
There's also more than a little feeling of selfishness and undeservedness. Like, who am I to think I deserve more time to write when so many others can't afford that time and/or have amazing careers with full-time jobs? I've been able to write three books while working at this and similar soul-sucking, 9-hour-day jobs, so why do I think I even need more time? Even if we're financially okay, who am I not to bow at the feet of the Money God??
I know, I know - these are all silly, anxious thoughts. I shouldn't compare my journey to others. I should take every opportunity I can get my hands on. But I can't help but judge myself as I imagine some people might judge me.
Plus, Dr Lady isn't yet making enough dough that I can't work at all - I'll have to get a decent part-time job soon to keep us from dipping too far into savings. And I need to work or volunteer at least a few hours a day because if I just stayed home all the time I would never write and probably go crazy.
But ultimately, this is my dream. This is what I want. Since I started working full-time office jobs seven years ago, I always dreamed of dropping to part time and focusing more on writing. With all the interest from agents and obvious improvement on my part not only with just my elite writing skillz, but also my ability to query, write synopses, and edit, I feel like now is as good a time as any to take that next serious step.
Obviously, it would be better if I actually had an agent and/or a deal, and I find myself worrying that I might jinx myself, that I've jumped the gun, but more time to write and edit can only help. Oh, and more time for running, which = plot.
I don't want anyone thinking I've quit my day job, because I will always have a day job, I'm just done with this one, and jobs that take 10+ hours out of your day. I'm such a socialist and honestly, the 40+ hour workweek is outdated and no longer necessary. No one where I work actually works for 8 hours straight and there have been several studies now that show that's typical for most workplaces. I could easily do in 4 hours what I accomplish in 8, but apparently they would rather have warm bodies in chairs instead of happy and efficient employees.
/rant
tl;dr - I quit my job! I'm looking for a part-time job! Preferably one where I can learn new things and meet new people. I'm also going to be writing more. Living the dream??
There's also more than a little feeling of selfishness and undeservedness. Like, who am I to think I deserve more time to write when so many others can't afford that time and/or have amazing careers with full-time jobs? I've been able to write three books while working at this and similar soul-sucking, 9-hour-day jobs, so why do I think I even need more time? Even if we're financially okay, who am I not to bow at the feet of the Money God??
I know, I know - these are all silly, anxious thoughts. I shouldn't compare my journey to others. I should take every opportunity I can get my hands on. But I can't help but judge myself as I imagine some people might judge me.
Plus, Dr Lady isn't yet making enough dough that I can't work at all - I'll have to get a decent part-time job soon to keep us from dipping too far into savings. And I need to work or volunteer at least a few hours a day because if I just stayed home all the time I would never write and probably go crazy.
But ultimately, this is my dream. This is what I want. Since I started working full-time office jobs seven years ago, I always dreamed of dropping to part time and focusing more on writing. With all the interest from agents and obvious improvement on my part not only with just my elite writing skillz, but also my ability to query, write synopses, and edit, I feel like now is as good a time as any to take that next serious step.
Obviously, it would be better if I actually had an agent and/or a deal, and I find myself worrying that I might jinx myself, that I've jumped the gun, but more time to write and edit can only help. Oh, and more time for running, which = plot.
I don't want anyone thinking I've quit my day job, because I will always have a day job, I'm just done with this one, and jobs that take 10+ hours out of your day. I'm such a socialist and honestly, the 40+ hour workweek is outdated and no longer necessary. No one where I work actually works for 8 hours straight and there have been several studies now that show that's typical for most workplaces. I could easily do in 4 hours what I accomplish in 8, but apparently they would rather have warm bodies in chairs instead of happy and efficient employees.
/rant
tl;dr - I quit my job! I'm looking for a part-time job! Preferably one where I can learn new things and meet new people. I'm also going to be writing more. Living the dream??
