No I'm not pregnant.
But I did... quit my job. I gave my two weeks yesterday. And my last day is June 9th.
At first, I was horrified, terrified, of not having a job, of not having benefits, of not having a stable income. But I had to do it. Not only had my work environment affected my mood and my attitude but it was beginning to really damage my relationship with Thomas. And that was pretty much my breaking point. I will not let something money or work affect the relationship that I have worked so hard for with Thomas. So I quit.
I felt really bad in the beginning. No, actually I felt like I
should feel bad. But I don't. Honestly, I am thrilled, overjoyed, and most of all relieved. I already have a serious and substantial peace about the whole thing. Everyone I have told so far has understood and has said things like, "I'm proud of you" or "This is the right thing to do" or "You are going to be so much happier." It is so nice to have my action edified by friends and family.
Thomas has even started thinking of fun things that we'll be able to do now over the summer. Like Lake Mead. We usually go in August, but we might be going in June now. lol I've already found tons of free things to do, seeing as we will be poor now too lol, and I think that this summer is going to be fantastic! Yay yay yay!
Alright, there's the scoop. I guess that I should get back to work now, seeing as I only have 8 MORE DAYS!
Love you girls. And thank you all for the encouragement and love that you give to me. You are my world.
