Today was the first work day in 11 years that I didn’t have a job to go to. If you don’t count that 6 months right after Boy Child was born, it has been 17 years. That’s right, Friday was my last day at my job. I won’t go into details, but it was the main reason I haven’t been in this space for awhile. This job was not the right place for me. It hasn’t been for 3 years, but I attempted to stick it out. Once I realized it was taking a tole not only on my family but my health as well, I bailed.
I’m not sure where my path will lead, but I am excited for the journey. I can’t wait to spend more time with Boy Child before he grows up. I know I’ll be working a little bit at my LYS. (I can’t wait to start that one.) I’ll be able to keep the house work under control and growing my sewing and knitting skills. I want to like to cook, so I also want to use this time to learn to enjoy it. I want to finally conquer the bread making skill.
I also want to be able to come back and spend more time in this space. I’ve finished a bunch of projects. I’ll give you a sneak peak tomorrow. Also, I’m headed to SAFF on Thursday. So, even though I don’t have an outside job, I’m busier than ever.