So.

So.  You guys know a lot about me.  If you’ve followed me for any amount of time you’d know that I love to eat sweet things, I have a deaf dog, I’m extremely clumsy and that though the hubs and I have been married for quite some time, kids aren’t on our to do list.  That’s what I like about my blog; it’s a place where I get to be myself.  But, even though it’s mine and I consider myself to be quite candid, I shy away from negativity.  I’ll repeat: I want it to be a happy place where I get to be myself.

So. I’ve been hesitant to advertise this information, but I think it’s time to confess.  I quit my day job.

For several reasons that don’t need explaining (because, let’s face it, it isn’t worth it), I did one of the hardest things I’ve ever done.  With no plans in my back pocket, I put in my notice, finished my work and walked out the door.

I had hoped to share this with you sooner but in all honesty, I was scared to.  I’m still holding onto guilt, even six weeks later.  I didn’t want to be judged or mocked (not that that would ever happen), but I thought that once I became more comfortable with it, then I’d share.  Actually, I had it scheduled the post for last Monday, but changed my mind at the last minute.

Why?  Because for some reason, stars aligned and I had an interview that same Monday.  And I didn’t want to jinx it.

So.  Well.  I start a new job today. :)  Not doing the same thing, but kind of doing the same thing… it’s all so new, I just don’t know what to expect.  So here’s to new beginnings – to making new friends, to finding courage, to busting the learning curve and discovering yourself again.  I hope this Monday kicks ass!