I don't go to work anymore....huh?

WTF? As of Friday, October 7th at 3:30 pm, I am no longer employed. For like the first time ever. Today is Day 4 of waking up and not getting ready for work. Somehow I have been too busy to write a blog about it.

I've done all kinda of things over the past 4 days. Um...I....uh...organized my kitchen utensil drawer last night. I've gone to Goodwill 3 times, different ones each time, St Vinnies once. Started collecting Pins on my Pin Interest board, which is too addicting. I've started collecting craft supplies for all the DIY ideas I wanna do. I hung out with my Mama In Llama. Oh and filled out name change paperwork, because I am a lagger, I know. 10 months we have been married. Jeez. I have spent time with my husband....ahhhh. About time. We are now up in Milwaulkie visiting Summer.

Things did not go as planned with our moving situation. Due to myself paying the rent on the 5th, 4 times since I moved in 18 months ago, we got a bad rental reference and were denied our place. Then we were given notice that we would need to remain paying on my house until it rerented. So, needless to say, we are stuck in our lease a little longer, and are not going anywhere asap. Luckily we got into a more fuel efficient car, so commuting to Portland to Summer is now a piece of pie.

Now back to the title topic. I quit my job. Weird. I dont get up at 7 anymore. I dont wear scrubs ALL DAY LONG. I dont have to check voicemails from 25 patients who are impatient, type shit into a computer system that I wanna punch, or get yelled at or around my a boss who hates the world! Dont get me wrong, I miss somethings. I miss my coworkers, SO FLIPPIN MUCH. I miss Penny being made because I clocked in wrong, I miss griping at Danya for bringing me work to do, I miss telling Linda and Chris that they cant transfer calls to me. I miss my patients who love me and are happy that I am part of their day. I miss Sadie Bug, just being in my view. Oh... there is so much I miss. But I am happy now. I dont have to take Xanax to make it through a shift so I dont cry or cuss because I am so miserable. I dont have to complain because my job doesnt work right, rather that the system that was designed to make my job easier, is broken. LOL.

I have plans. I have things I want to try, and see, and create. And now I have the chance to do so. I will be sure to share the new activities I get to do with my free time.

Til we meet again,

Marci Edmondson