Announcing my departure at my current company is what really calmed my nerves over my decision. I think anyone who has spent 5 solid, loyal years with a company would wonder if they are making the right choice in walking away, but it wasn't a big deal around here and frankly it seems as though everyone was expecting it. As with any job, there were things that I couldn't stand (drama, no flexibility) but there were also things I loved (location, the people). The one thing they couldn't offer is career advancement and for me, that is a deal breaker. Of course it would have been easy to keep the same job and do the same thing year after year, but that just isn't in me. I am driven and need to have change in my environment to keep my mind and my skills fresh. I was ready for a change. I'm proud of the work I have done and the relationships I have cultivated. I am happy to say I can walk away with my head held high.
It's weird cleaning out 5 years of work. Old memos and projects that you wonder how they ever got signed off on because they look so terrible. Old e-mails with friends. Ultrasound pictures. Jack's birth announcement. The last 5 years have been a massive life change for me. This job has seen me through infertility, building and moving to a new home, the miracle of my child, the miracle of my dear friend's child and two of my bestest friends getting married. That girl who started here 5 years ago? I don't even recognize her. After my resignation was announced today, a colleague came in to give me a hug and said, "Wow. You are really like a whole different person." I even look entirely different than I did when I started here.
|May 2008 (I was 4.5 months preggo here...)|
|Me in the cream sweater- November 2007. Eating. Shocking.|
|That is me on the lower left. November 2008- 2 months postpartum.|
Is change kind of scary? It sure is. I know I'm not going to like being the new kid on the block all over again. It has been 5 years since I've worked in large, matrix environment and I'm nervous I won't remember how to maneuver. I'm scared of mass transit (almost as much as I'm afraid of Wal Mart).
But you know what? I am definitely more excited than I am scared. I'm excited to work in the big city. I'm excited to go to the Farmer's Market on Nicollet Mall. I'm excited to take on a new challenge and knock it out of the park. I'm excited to start new relationships. I'm excited to have a clean slate. I'm excited to work for an employer that isn't requiring me to "punch a time clock" but simply expect me to do my job. I am... EXCITED.
I am also happy that I am taking some time out for me. I will have a glorious week and a half off between jobs and am looking forward to having some true ME time. Pretty sure I earned it!