There's been a lot going on around here lately, and by a lot, I mean a LOT.
We're still working on the details of the house in Murphys, so that's still kind of up in the air... I'm working on scheduling renovations on this place..
And I had the appraiser in the other day to give me a ball park figure.
Now the figure wasn't exactly what I was hoping for, but with the kitchen and bathroom re-do's and some new carpet, that should change considerably.
But with the Ch-ch-changes part?
That's me trying to talk with my fingernails in my mouth... and my teeth chattering because I'm scared spitless.
See, I took a
stupid giant step the other day, and I resigned my position as carer with ermm... my employer.
Effective on the 16th of August.
Like 7 days from now.
Just a few days before my birthday, actually - and kind of early birthday present to myself.
I like idiotic presents.
Now, I'm taking a giant leap of faith... But because I have faith, I know that God will catch me, before he lets me fall flat on my face.
God? Are you listening?
I was a little nervous about telling my 'parents' that I was quitting, but do you know what?
Almost every single parent but one asked me if I would consider continuing care - only doing it privately.
So I've quit my job... but I'll still be working.
Only this time on my terms, and with the best possible outcomes for my children in mind.
Less money, but far less stress - and that's a good thing.
But to tell you the truth?
As glad as I am to see some of these ch-ch-changes, I feel like this right now.