I quit my job.
It’s true. I walked away from my flexible, pays good money, takes me cool places job that I like very much. As my mother said once and thought repeatedly: What makes a person give up her good government job in a failing economy ON PURPOSE?
Clearly the answer is: I’m crazy. Totally bonkers.
But even so, I gave my decision a lot of thought (mostly while consuming alcoholic beverages and driving my car–not at the same time, mind you). I have three kids. I am overwhelmed with love for them and by the little details of their lives, my husband’s life, our lives together. My life is so intertwined with theirs that I am less aware of “it” and the details of “me” than I used to be. And I am a self-centered person. I was going to say that I am a little self-centered but when one is self-centered, it isn’t a half-way kind of thing.
All parents make choices, big and small, every day. This blog is about one woman’s choices. This is my story.