So here is the thing I couldn’t talk about. I couldn’t talk about it yet because I had to get things finalized. I wanted to talk about it Friday. I almost could have gotten away with talking about it Saturday or Sunday. But today is when things became official.

Today I handed in my letter of resignation to the camera store. My last day will be August 28th. I was overcome with the desire to do it Friday. There are many many reasons for this. But the most important one was that Friday, yet again, I was working a 12 hour day. With 2 more to follow. It was a 32 hour work week crammed into 3 days. And Friday I just knew I didn’t have it in me much longer.

So I sent Pat a text message that read “I want to put in my 2 weeks notice like right now. This is not a good day for Karen.” Pat called me right away and told me that if I was serious to please talk to the grocery store and see how many hours I could get. So I did just that. Low and behold, as long as me quitting the camera store meant my availability would open up, then she could give me 35-40 hours a week.

So the next day (Saturday) I sent my boss at the camera store an informal email telling him to expect my letter of resignation Monday. I did this so my 2 weeks notice could end on a Saturday, which is the end of a pay period. Then I showed up today long enough to give my formal notice.

And that is that.

How do I feel?

Here is the thing. My job at the grocery store isn’t a fun job. It’s a good honest job, but it isn’t fun. It isn’t interesting. It isn’t magic. But they are willing to pay my bills.

At the camera store I was doing my hobby for a living. But they weren’t willing to pay my bills.

I was losing my drive at the camera store.

I have yet to find it at the grocery store.

I dunno guys. Quitting this job is me admitting the grocery store is my main job and that depresses me.

We’ll see.