I quit my job. I am overwhelmed with a euphoric high, an almost tingly sensation. On one hand, I can’t believe I did it, and on the other, I am so excited by the opportunity that lies ahead.
Quitting has a pretty negative connotation. “Don’t be quitters,” we tell children. I’ve carried the shame of quitting piano lessons with me long into adulthood. Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So-La-Ti-Don’t want to do this anymore!
For people, change is intimidating. To leave something known for something unknown requires a leap of faith. Especially, when what you’re leaving is pretty good, as it is in my case. Leadership is really exceptional at my old company. (side note, can I call it my old company if I’ve only just quit?). Really committed people work hard, travel exhaustively and get impressive results in difficult times (ahem, recession). This is a good company to work for and to work with.
But maybe not so good if I want to join a Pilates class and actually get to go to more than a handful of them. Maybe not so good if volunteering in my community requires a weekly commitment. Maybe not so good if the pixie dust of travel has worn thin. Finding work/life balance is hard. With this transition from old job to new job, I’m looking for greater harmony.
My new job! Challenging and meaty work awaits. The interviews I did were with interesting people who asked smart questions and gave thoughtful insights. Culturally, this looks like a good fit for me. I’m excited to roll up my sleeves and get started. While I know the old adage that the grass isn’t greener on the other side, my new grass involves significantly less travel!
I wasn’t ever passionate about piano lessons, but quitting them did pave the way for ski club, and a French tutor, and a knitting camp. Those worked out well, save for the ski cap I attempted to knit that ended up as large as a ski sombrero. While the future is always uncertain, I am optimistic that quitting something good today has ushered in a chance for something great tomorrow. Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So Excited!