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Thursday, October 27, 2011

Here’s to the next best opportunity

My actual countdown calendar
It’s been a rough week here in corridors of my mind.. Monday I knew Thursday was coming. Tuesday I was so nauseous when it was time to leave for work, I thought I would have to call in sick. That’s two occurrences (though why do I care?) and then I would want to call in an extra night to make up for the penalty and I couldn’t do that because then I would miss Thursday morning. So, I drug my body to work and made numerous trips to the bathroom to splash with cold water. Thankfully I had bought some way too expensive crystallized ginger that morning and had it in my purse. (Ginger, soda crackers and cold wash clothes – great for nausea) I slept all day Wednesday, off and on. Wednesday night went well enough. I have some opinions about the night but am more interested in letting them go than psychoanalyzing my co-workers and their neuroses. Most of the morning I was merely waiting for the manager to come in. 

Then I was sick again. This time I was sure it was nerves. I wanted to shout, “HELP!!!” but to whom? And what exactly could anyone say to me? I have been on this road for the past three months. I am clear that I would rather spend my nights elsewhere. 

“This is the time of planting, visioning, digging deep to lay the foundation of dreams. There is no room for the faint hearted here. So, pull up your panties and let’s go!” I’m pretty good at self-talk though I wish there was someone who could… There I am, toes on the edge of the cliff, just a gentle wind and I will glide. And I do. I gathered my belongings, walked into the manager’s office and said, “Here is my two week notice.”

He said, “Oh, you don’t want to do that.” In the most insincere voice and style I could imagine. (I do not believe he was at all surprised, but then, I have taken to talking rather openly about leaving, so there.)

“What are you going to do?”

“Travel. Write. Spend time with my family.” But the real answer from now on will be, “Drink beer.”

The Universe applauds my journey. All good comes my way; I am open to receive good in my life.



  1. 2 weeks. Beautiful. Freedom. Congratulations. Holding you in Good Thoughts and with Much Love.

  2. Thank you so much!

    I am so excited I could just pee! I finally have a premise for my novel (more on that later) though worry about finding enough time and energy to write. And then there are the changes that come with fall. So much to get in gear!

    Hugs and love! I hope to see you soon, as well.


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