Freedom

OK, now that it's done, I can talk about what's been going on with me.

I gave my two weeks' notice today. I start a new, better-paying (and hopefully less ulcer-inducing) job at another paper at the end of the month.

Woo-hoo!

Boy, this is stressful, though. Change is stressful, and I've never quit a job and transitioned to a new one before. Still, any time I found myself in the past couple of days tempted to just take the easy route and stay put, I reminded myself of the feeling I keep getting at work, the one that comes more and more often, the one that gives me an ulcer and makes me want to just walk out. I'm not happy here anymore. There's a good opportunity open to me, and I made myself take it, and in a month or so, when the transition is over, it'll all be worth it.

It's nice to know I'll be missed, at least. My boss was stunned when I told her I was leaving, totally in shock, just repeating "wow" for like a minute. I think they'll really miss me, but y'know, I have to do what's best for me, and that's getting out.