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One year ago tomorrow I quit my job as Public Relations and Marketing Director of a fine arts center. I wasn't old enough to retire. I didn't start collecting a pension or Social Security. I wasn't old enough to tap my retirement fund. My job was neither hard nor horrible and in many ways it… Continue reading Retirement: My One Year Anniversary
On October 9, 2015, I worked the last day at my job. I had loved the job for 12 years but things were changing, the job was getting harder, and health issues were getting in the way. And so, I wrote a letter of resignation, worked a final four weeks, closed my office door, and went… Continue reading Fifteen Weeks of “Retirement”
"What do you do with all of your free time?!" People ask me that question and I find it difficult to explain that having too much free time is not, has never been, a problem for me. In fact, I'd still be glad to tack on a couple of hours to the end of each day. I… Continue reading One Month Without a Job and Loving All That Free Time!
Time. I find myself with an abundance of it. Two weeks ago, I worked my final day at my full time job. For the next few days I caught myself glancing at the clock, just as I did when I was working full time and there was never enough time. Hours used to be so precious that I worried about how… Continue reading Changing Times
I've quit my job and given my four weeks notice. Two weeks down and two to go. A co-worker has claimed "dibs" on my office. She is as anxious to move in as I am to move out. I have the best office in the building. It's big and roomy with a floor to ceiling picture… Continue reading Cardboard Boxes and Paper Bags
I have to admit I was warned. I was told by others before me that when I quit my job, I shouldn't give too much notice. I now understand why. Once you make up your mind to make such a big life change, you want it to be DONE. I gave four weeks notice. I… Continue reading One down, three to go.
Today, I quit my job. No, I don't have another one. I gave my boss four weeks notice. Was it too much? Too little? Should I have held out another month, or maybe until Thanksgiving, to collect a few more paychecks? It's not like I will be penniless. My husband and I still have his income… Continue reading Today I quit my job.
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