I seem to like coming back here when life gets interesting. And by interesting, I mean a little bumpy.
Three years on and I feel like nothing much has changed. I am working at Humes as a project manager. I've moved back home after a year and a half at South Melbourne. I go on some pretty nice holidays now and then. But nothing amazingly new.
This year was the year for me to concentrate on landing some of my milestones in my life. Getting an investment property. Getting ready for my next stage in my relationship. Maybe moving out of the house with my better half.
Instead, after 6 - 12 months of serious struggle, I decided that enough was enough. I quit my job at Humes.
I am so relieved. So relieved that I managed to finally come to the decision that I am not happy in my role. Relieved that in a few weeks time, I can finally stop having stomach cramps as I try to go to sleep.
I am scared. Scared that I am breaking away from what has been a relatively linear life. Scared that the job market is pretty slow at the moment and I am a small fish in a big pond.
I am excited. Excited to have freedom to choose what I want to do.
Ultimately, I just can't wait until the 27th of Feb.
Then I'll take a deep breath and see what awaits me.
