I'm quitting my job.  I hate it.  I'm miserable.  So I'm quitting.

I have put in an application to the credit union.  I also called Shelley and I have a job at Fred's if I need one.

I'm just done.  And I need time to just be without having any other responsibilities.  

I'm so tired.  Tired of saying I'm going to do things and never doing them.  I'm tired of feeling lazy and useless... and I'm tired of wasting my life by not living it.

So.  I'm quitting.  I'm giving my two weeks sometime after Christmas.  

How do I plan to pay rent, utilities, and all other miscellaneous bills?  I don't have a plan.  This scares the shit out of me.  But for once, I'm not going to worry about it.  God has taken care of everything up to this point.  Why in the hell would he stop now?

Last night Grace, Anna, and I had a long conversation about where everything is going and what is important and what is not.   I find it so hard to conform to normal conventions when I just don't think that a career, a house, and being responsible is important.  I have such a restless soul.

So what do I do?

Hopefully we'll find out :)

I've been job searching.  And I'll do more this weekend.  I just don't like to think about quitting because I get really nervous.  I hate quitting.  It is by far my least favorite thing to do.