Put a fork in me

I put in my two weeks notice yesterday. Yep, I took a giant leap of faith and made like Nike and just did it.

I was basically feeling like I was being pulled in twenty-seven different directions, what with my MTV thing, my boring daytime job thing (which I can finally talk about in slightly less cryptic terms in fourteen days or so) and my new gig which I had already started on a part-time basis. Yeah, that’s three jobs. Yeah, that’s a lot. Plus I like to do other non-work-like stuff. Like have friends and go out and shop at Target and get pedicures and watch Gossip Girl and The Hills. And sleep. I haven’t done that much lately.

So I am taking a risk, I guess. I’m now an independent contractor which brings upon a mix of fear and excitement and overall joy for being able to work in my PJs. My new job is full of seriously super fun projects and I want to be able to devote as much of my attention and creativity as possible. I really believe that I could have done a good job at it working part time until I move back, but I’m not really into just doing a good job. I want to do a great job. This allows me the time and flexibility to do just that.  And, in case you were wondering, I’ll be doing it from the ‘Ta until late December and then it’s arrivederci baby.  And by baby, I mean Kansas.

The thing about giving two weeks, aside from its general awkwardness mixed with sadness and euphoria, is that I will greatly miss seeing some pretty significant people in my life on a daily basis. I know that my boss’ life at work will be a little less dramatic and probably a little less entertaining. He and the intern have been dubbed “the two most important men in my life.” And sadly, it’s sorta true. And then there’s Linda B. who is my best friend in a different age bracket. She made work so much more fun. And of course, Jenelle, with whom I discovered the $2.73 half wrap combo in the cafeteria (seriously the same amount of food as the whole wrap combo for half the price and, yo, I’m all about value).

The best part about it all, since I’m kind of an attention whore, is that the next two weeks will be filled with goodbyes and we’ll miss yous and hopefully a free lunch or two. And then I’ll give corporate life the finger and do something that I absolutely love. Like you know how people always say that they love their job so much that it doesn’t feel like work. Yeah, I am starting to understand that feeling. And that’s just fabulous, if I do say so myself.