Changes

And... I quit my job, crazy right?

For 6 years I  worked for a great guy at a great company with a fabulously great team, until it was no longer great. 

I loved my job, freaking loved my job, until I didn't.

I still love my team, I still love the guy I worked for; but I hated the changes. I hated the attitudes, the snarkiness, the lack of respect, the underhandedness of it all.

So I wrote up my notice, turned it in and was let go the same day... sigh, not how I wanted it to end.. but end it did.

And God Bless America! It hurts!
Thankfully I know it won't always hurt, but today it hurts.

So I took a part time job working for family friends to help with the transition, and it is helping. Is it the next step up for me?

No

I know this, and I have been upfront with our friends. I know this is a transition period, and to be truthful, once the shock of not being part of team H wore off; I really became excited.

I can write...
I can start my own business...
I can interview and possibly take a job in a different industry.

The point is, I feel no fear in looking for a new job at 51 years old.

NONE

I still believe in me and my abilities, my core beliefs have not changed.

I'm the same awesome bad ass that my profile says I am; I just don't happen to be making that big paycheck anymore.

But I will, it may take hard work, determination and big balls; but hey I've done that all along.