I am officially no longer employed.
Yesterday, I turned in my official letter of resignation to my supervisor and am embarking on the career of stay-at-home-parent.
It's scary not having a job. I can't remember the last time I didn't work, even if the job was only a few hours a week.
But it's exciting, too. I am thrilled to stay home with my baby while she is a baby--such a short time of her life. Work will still be there, waiting for me in a few short months when she's older, walking and talking.
And so, the adventure continues.
1 comment:
You won't regret this decision, I promise! Although could you figure out something in the meantime, maybe per diem with Eliot Spitzer so that you can get cable and we can hash out RH of NYC?
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