I quit my job yesterday. It was a really tough decision because I love my boss and coworkers. I’ve grown quite attached to them over the last two years. Right after I told my boss I would be leaving she handed me a present she had picked up while out for lunch and for no reason whatsoever. She got me the new Amy Sedaris book called I Like You. My boss could not know me better. She will be missed.
But there are a few things I want to do. I want to devote more time to exploring the city and shooting her streets and avenues. I want to bake some more. I want to clean and cook and take care of Tobyjoe. I want to design his logo and build Web sites, both personal sites and for clients. The last time I worked from home, I created SPD, which was a lot of fun. (Stop by. It’s been very active lately.) I created advertisements for a local bar and I was able to devote more time to building my portfolio. I hope to finish a project Tobyjoe and I have been working on. I hope to give The New York Post Project an actual home. And I want to write more both online and off. Most importantly, I want to figure out what I want to be when I grow up and I get to because I have the best friend (and husband) a gal could ever ask for.
I also really, really want to travel and I want to do so before I have kids (or “kid” if you ask Tobyjoe). We’re looking to visit India sometime next year and England and Ireland.
I might even learn how to knit.
Who knows what the future will bring. This uncertainty is both scary and completely thrilling.