That is what I said to my job working in the Kids Court at the gym, 1 year ago today. At the time I was really sad to do it because I had every intention of working there even after I had Bailey. Looking back, I am SO glad that things worked out the way they did.
It was interesting because when I quit, I was thinking as though I still had 6 or 7 weeks left. Little did I know that our little Princess was going to come in 3 short weeks.
So, there is a story behind my quitting. On Thursday July 7, 2011 I had a pre-natal appointment. At the appointment my blood pressure was elevated and I had traces of protein. So, I had called a co-worker and asked her to cover for me that night. David and I both decided that I wasn’t going to be able to work up until Bailey was born like I had originally thought, but I thought I could handle it until a few weeks before she was born. Well, David had his annual review on July 11, 2011, and we were pleasantly surprised with a decent raise. So, David called to tell me about it, and my response was, “I am going to go into the gym and quit. If we don’t need the money, there is no sense in me working if I am getting sick.” He agreed…quickly! So, I headed down to the gym and talked with my boss, Jen, and explained the situation with my blood pressure and simply explained that I don’t want to take any chances of getting anymore sick. She was very understanding, which made it much easier. I have never been good at quitting a job. But, in the true sense of hindsight being 20/20, I am so glad that I quit when I did. And little did I know… this was just the beginning of our adventure!
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I must say I am enjoying your posts. It's always refreshing to hear some reality and growing experiences :)
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