I’ve decided to quit my job. It’s been on my mind for quite some time, but I’ve been putting it off. But, now, I’m tired of the bullshyt. I don’t have to put up with this shyt. And, I won’t. They aren’t paying me enough for this shyt!

Now, don’t get me wrong, I love what I do…the hours…the weekends off…But, I didn’t sign up to be a floater and be in another county more than I’m in my own. That’s just not going to work for me.

So, I made a call, or rather sent a text, and have another job in the making. She’s getting the contract ready as I type. I should start in April. Great! That’s plenty of time to give a two week notice. One of the perks of my profession. You can always find a job…anywhere you go.

I’ve got the kids squared away. This job has different hours and I will need a sitter for a couple of days of the week. Sent out a text for that, too. lol

I’ll have more time off ANDDDDDDD more money. Win/Win situation overall. The only thing is I will have to get my own insurance. No big deal really, but I don’t want to shell out the money for a private plan. Oh well, though…it’ll all work out…

I plan on moving in June anyway, so quitting was going to happen. It’s just sooner rather than later.