So I quit my job yesterday, and I'm not entirely sure how I feel about it yet.
I mean, it was obviously for the best.
Obviously.
My job was being threatened by my operations manager because I had missed a week for a kidney infection(had doctors notes), and he was bugging me and BeAu about being on the same team, regardless that we had already gone to HR several times about the issue and were told nothing was wrong with us dating and being on the same team.
And with Colorado being a termination at will state, I wasn't going to mess around with all of that. It was a great job, but I wasn't getting fired over silly things like that. So I quit, effective immediately.
I had to do an exit interview with HR, and I let him know everything that was going on. He was pretty furious. He's a goofy sorta laid back guy, but he was willing to march us back on the floor and immediately have a sit down with my OM, because he was so out of line with what he had done. He was extremely persistent that we fight it, because he really didn't want me to quit. I was a fantastic worker, and he really enjoyed having me around. But he understood if I still wanted to quit.
Uh, yeah.
What you want to do isn't going to make things better.
At all.
At. All.
It would make things TEN TIMES WORSE. But it felt good knowing I was in the right and I had good standing. I had BeAu go in and talk with him after that, so he could be covered while he still worked in that account. My opportunity was already ruined, but at least BeAu could keep his butt covered for another month until he got out of that account and away from the OM.
But I feel weird not working. BeAu says I don't even have to work. We're pretty well caught up on everything, but I'm addicted to the extra money an shoving things in savings.
And being home alone all the time is weird. Falling back into "housewife" mode is weird. I have PLENTY to clean, cook, keep me busy. I've never had a problem being a homemaker, I excell at it. Lol. Cook all the things! Clean all the things! Start a million projects! Manage all the home things! And BeAu is just as eager as I am to get a house and knock me up. Especially with the puppy, I have a ton of time to pour into her now.
But.
It's weird. Really weird after working Monday through Friday, gone from 7am to 7pm and in bed by 10pm. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF.
I'm still looking around for another job, but BeAu is insistent I don't have to if I don't want to. But I sorta want to. But there likely aren't going to be many places that will take me on, having an autoimmune disease and all. I will get sick. My immune system is tanked. I will drive myself to the ER, over and over again. Who wants a worker like that? Unless it is super laid back and doesn't rely on me at all.
Or I work from home. But I don't really have many talents I could use from home. Or I go and finish school. But none of my majors or minors I'm soclose to finishing are going to be helpful at this point. It's just bragging rights. WHY ISN'T THERE ARE CURE FOR CROHNS.
So I have no idea. It was good, but not entirely. Or maybe it was. It's only the second day.