noctilucence

Yesterday I made a questionable decision and quit my job. I just couldn't stomach going to another shift at a job I hate that much. And yet I don't regret it entirely. In fact, I feel a lot more free now. Free to find a job I actually enjoy, free to spend more time on my designing and sewing, free to live each day as I see fit and to enjoy my evenings rather than drag myself to work. This puts me in a bit of a tight spot, as I only have about three weeks to find and start a new job, but a lot of new job postings went up at the end of October so I'm optimistic about getting hired at one of them. In my opinion, the first of the month was the best time to quit my job, since my rent and bills are paid and up to date so I have the maximum amount of time to find a new one.

For now, I'm going to spend the day getting caught up with my sewing and then actually relax tonight, so that I can go out bright and early tomorrow morning and land myself the job I was meant to have in the first place. I'm thinking candles, absinthe, and a couple of horror movies tonight.