Reality has not set in...not quite yet. It won't hit me until Thursday...after my last day at work, after my going away party with my coworkers, after I get a chance to sleep in. No, the SAHM thing won't hit me until then. Do I regret giving my two weeks notice to work??? Yes, a tiny bit. I can't believe that I gave up a comfortable, decent paying job for...nothing.
Okay, I can't really say nothing. I am doing this for Little Man. He needs me to be available to him.
I can't say nothing. I am going back to school to make a better life for my family.
I can't say nothing. I was NOT destined to be a teller at the same branch, at the same location, with the same routine every day for the next twenty-five years of my life.
I am looking forward to my new beginning...I am a lot scared, but that is my nature. We have a plan, a deadline, a reason. If this does not work out, I can't look back and say that I did not try...because I did. I tried.
Love to All.