Life is all about change. We grow, we change, we move on.
I gave my notice at work on Friday. I couldn't handle the work style of my boss anymore. The last-minute, unprepared, lost paperwork boss. The stress and the uncertainty of each of my days finally got the best of me.
I would be more disappointed in myself had I not been the third admin he's gone through. Uno, dos, tres. Me. I was tres. I'm angry that I have to be the one to look for a new job, but relieved that I won't have that stress anymore.
We are headed out of town for the Christmas holiday, and that makes me happy. Then we will come back and I will hit the job hunt hard.