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I quit.

Tomorrow or Monday, I am quitting my job. The one that I hate. The one that’s taken advantage of me, humiliated me and lied to me.

I quit.

I don’t have another job lined up. No prospects. I’m taking a leap of faith that it will all be fine, which is so wildly out of character for me, you cannot imagine. I don’t know who I am if I’m not working towards a crazy career, but I’m about to find out.

This decision came as I recapped the series of events that have happened over the past several months, with a particular eye towards the humiliation that was Thursday night, and realized the only choice I have to leave my dignity intact is to quit. So, while on a business trip from hell, I quit. I give up. Nothing’s good enough for anybody else. It seems.

But being alone is not the best way to be, and I’m so very very lucky to have a husband who replied, “You have finally come to your senses,” when I told him I’m going to quit.

Even if he is stranded alone at our Florida home putting up hurricane shutters by himself as Wilma ravages the Mexican coast and hurtles towards our house.

Argh.

13 comments October 22nd, 2005