I had two rather exciting things happen the last week. One, I celebrated my 28th birthday. Two, I handed in my resignation. The birthday was definitely the easier of the pair. I personally find it a lot less stressful to think about celebrating my birthday than to write a resignation letter. And telling people is easier too. Birthdays are always filled with fun things – pedicures, blender drinks, pizza at 2 am. Telling your work you’re leaving is filled with less fun things – blank looks, hushed silences in the office, hearing the word “disappointed” a lot. Quiting my job look me less than 15 minutes (although I do have two more weeks of work to go). Birthday partying took the better part of a long weekend. Both made me feel a little queasy.
It’s coincidence, not planning, but it was 10 years ago this fall that I set out for university the first time and now I’m headed back to school again. That time I hadn’t exactly decided on a career when I left, this time I know what I’ll be studying. I’m (assuming I don’t become a university dropout) going to get a B.Ed and become a teacher – a big change from being a geophysicist. I’m excited, a bit nervous, and not looking forward to living on a single salary (again). But I’m very much looking forward to my new adventures!
Jenn, that is awesome! Good for you for doing what you want to do! Woot woot! And having been a poor, poor student for soooooooooooooooo long, don’t worry, it’ll be fine!
Thanks Sarah! Sounds like you’re moving up in the world, so being a poor student hasn’t treated you too badly.