No, it's not taxes. I get this really weird satisfaction of getting them done (finished & e-filed Feb. 1), I think I'm a bit touched in the head.
It's the job stress that gets me. I have around 60 deadlines between tonight and the end of the first week of may. Might be more that I'm forgetting or some that jump out of the shadows at me like a cat on too much catnip hitting a wet floor.
I've talked about it before. I've thought about it. I've weighed the consequences, figured the risks, and calculated the cost.
When the timing is right, I'm quitting my job. I'll be going back to school to get a master's degree in Architecture. Should have done that to begin with. I'm so much better with the technical side of the design world than the artistic side. What the heck was I thinking?? But it's not too late is it?
Now wait... why not now? Well, because I really don't want to spend 3 years of my life trying to cram work and school (especially after hearing the obnoxious hours the program takes) into my day. Not to mention that I just can't imagine literally not seeing my kids or husband for that length of time. Oh yeah, this is also after M told me she misses me this morning. *Sigh* I already miss out on so much.
Anyway, there it is. That's the plan. Big step in front of me.
2 comments:
Woot! Gotta love those massive life changing decisions. I make one every six months or so myself - just ask my wife and kids...
Go for it...I've always wanted to do that...maybe I'll do it over here and we can be an international corporation!!!!!
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