Ok. Calm down girl.
Yeah Im going through a bit of anxiety today. I signed my resignation papers which makes it official; I quit my job.
I do believe it is time for me to move on. I do believe I am doing the right thing for me and my family. I have complete peace about that, but let me tell you it’s not easy stepping out on faith.
Yes, I quit my job without having another one lined up. That sounds crazy but I know this is the right time. Daycare was about to increase by $900 a month, student loans are about to pop off in 2 months. If I stayed I would have been stuck in this job that I hated just because I have bills to pay. Stuck. Stuck. Stuck.
I dont want to be obligated to this town or this job when I am unhappy here. I am so grateful for the support of my family. My mama is a lifesaver and my baby daddy know he has flipped the script. I almost told that nicca I loved him the other day. Not that romantic love, but that “I can really see you got my back” type of love.
I made my move and I’m expecting God to direct me. I realize I’m putting all of my eggs in one basket by hoping for this one specific job. God may be trying to bless me in a totally different way. Now dont think Im not still out there looking for other jobs; Im not stupid. But from right here, that position at the paper is the best thing I can see, not the pay, just the opportunity it represents. But maybe God wants to blow my mind.
Maybe that’s why the publisher hasn’t called me yet. Maybe God has a different plan but I’m so stuck on this one because that’s the best my natural eyes can see.
I dont know. Do you know?