A Childfree Life, Daily Life, Musings of sorts

Quitting my job

November 6, 2015

On the 17th of November, I am leaving my job. My dream job.

It was a month of funk and  “I am over it” kind of feelings which led me to want to leave. So I put it out there into the universe, then the humans that I work with suggested that I take 12 months unpaid leave instead of resigning.

So I am offically free to roam around until December 2016. It really is the best outcome I could have wanted.

My funk started with an itch, a bad feeling going to work and I just could not put in the effort anymore that my job requires.

It is not so surprising as I look back at life, it has been five years for me of ‘doing the right thing’ as I felt that I should.

I did all the right things.

I got a job, paid off my debt, bought an apartment, got married, finished my masters, and eventually got promoted and scored a job at the top of my field.

I ticked all the ‘to do’ things off my list.

I still wasn’t happy.

The itchy feeling kept coming. Feeling that something was missing. Waiting for the next thing. I filled it up with holidays.

But then it would return, and quicker after every trip. That underlying feeling, I am not meant for this.

I really wanted to be able to travel more, and not be so tied to ‘permanency.’ I was getting over the nine to five.

Wanting to lose my days in words or other things, but not sure what they were.

Let me be clear here, we have some savings. We have not won lotto. Alert. We have not won lotto.

I still need to work, but we don’t have kids, and a very affordable mortgage.

So now is the time to take a chance.

To write my book, to try new things, to travel more, work intermittently, ramp up the freelance writing, take some contracts and try new things.

It is all a bit scary from the planned life I tried so hard to fit into but also so exciting.

Have you taken a risk or quit your job? 

Was it a disaster?

Or the best thing ever? 

Happy Friday,

Ashleigh XXX 

Image above from Pixabay. This is me in Bali in two weeks time. (Okay, maybe I will put on a top on I guess.)

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  • Yup I know this feeling only too well. In 2001, when our kids were 7 & 4, we packed up all our worldly goods and put them in storage, rented out our house, bought a caravan, and travelled Australia! Hubster managed to take some annual leave; the rest was leave without pay. It can be surprisingly cheap to live on the road. And can I just say, Best. Decision. Ever. Great memories, great for our family … so I get it. I really do. Can’t wait to find out what you get up to in the coming months!

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  • Renlish

    I wish I had that freedom. I was made redundant though I will happily admit that while losing my job terrified me, getting out of the CBD made me ecstatic. No more hour-long train trips (and being reliant on a mediocre public transport system). Unfortunately the mortgage is not manageable on one mid-level wage so I have to work. Meh.

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  • Hugzilla

    What an amazing opportunity to follow your dreams – good luck!

  • The itch…it really calls out to you, doesn’t it? I’m glad you are doing something about it and I reckon you are brave! I can’t wait to follow your journey. Good luck with it all! xx

    • I actually got to the point where I just did not want to go to the office anymore. So now is the time. Can always go back to old life if things down work out. Life is too short!

  • Karen Bleakley

    This is SO exciting. Well done you. I’ve also just stepped back from freelancing to finish my book and to look at launching a new online business. It scary but when you’re on the right path you know it. I’m so jealous of your travel plans. Enjoy. X

    • Ohhh exciting. I am writing my picture book and hope to get it into publishers in January. Love to know about your business. If you are ever down here I would love to meet up. Or we could set up a skype call to keep ourselves accountable?