It Begins (Updated!)

This is not an original idea. Most aren't. But I'm writing, and sharing with anyone bored enough to read it, because I think it creates a kind of accountability that will help me in the long run.

I quit my job yesterday. Which sounds both dumber and braver than it actually is. I'm not living hand to mouth, and I am lucky enough to have a little money to fall back on. I had already been at that job longer than I'd worked anywhere else (more than three whole years!), and didn't see it going where I wanted it to. I don't worry about things working out, because they do, even if it's not the way you want. I just decided to go. There are things I'm looking to accomplish, and staying there wasn't making it happen. I am ready to do something different.

And, corny as it is, there's a certain sentiment that speaks to me, and that I try to hold to:

That's a card my sister gave me 12 years ago. I have it framed. If you've worked with me, you may recognize it. I happened to get it at a time when I had a dream in mind, but didn't have a way to get there, so it spoke to me then, and always has. Sure, it's kind of ridiculous, not least because I've got more than one dream. But so what? I say you find whatever fuel you need to push you where you want to go. (So long as it's legal, of course.)

People have told me they are jealous. Of course they are. Who doesn't want to wake up knowing there is nothing they absolutely have to do? But I'd love to improve my work skills while hopefully doing some more acting, and this will give me time. I plan to try and balance taking it easy with moving forward. Today, for instance, I researched taking classes and finding temp work, and screwed around on the Internet. Also, I did the dishes. 

If I'm lucky, and persistent, then maybe I'll be able to keep it up for longer than I should. If not, then at some point I suppose I'll have to return to the world of the wage slave. If my past effort at blogging is any indication, this might not be worth your time or mine. But I thank anyone that bothered for checking in. I don't plan to write here every day, but it seemed fitting to do so on the first day of freedom. 

UPDATE: Amazingly, I have a job interview tomorrow, for a full-time job. I actually find myself disappointed, as I wasn't expecting to have an opportunity so soon, and was looking forward to some relaxing (he says as though he's already got the job - real good).