Who Does THAT??!!

So, as of yesterday, I've officially quit my job! Mind you, I used to actually LIKE my job. It was so easy, I got paid to play on Facebook most days, and my boss pretty much didn't care when I came in, as long as I got in my hours...at some point. It was fabulous. Then came summer term. And the reign of terror. I've been working at the "front desk" now for the secretary. So, pretty much, I'm the "do-it girl." Basically, anything that involves walking a matter of more than 5 steps across the office (such as *gasp* going downstairs to get the mail) I'm required to do. And I have to be in the office at 8:30 ON THE DOT. I got an e-mail and all reminding me I needed to be there at exactly 8:30 when I was coming in 10 minutes late. Timeliness is important for me apparently, because it's so hard for the OTHER 3 secretaries in the office to answer the phone when I'm not there. Really?? So, the secretary would get onto me for not delivering a timesheet to the financial office in time for a coworker to get paid (yet, when she had MY forms for summer payment sitting on her desk for 2 weeks without giving them to me, she simply smiled and said she "forgot," and acted like it was no big deal. Still makes me mad.) But that wasn't the point of this post...though it seems to be.

I could go on about how my job now annoys me, but the main reason I'm quitting is because they need me there in the mornings...and I have clients in the morning. So, I can't be there.

So, I go to inform my boss of my decision (though I'm not really sure who is ACTUALLY my boss anymore...). I get in her office...close the door...sit down...and I cry. WHAT?! Yes, I went to quit my job and I CRIED in front of my boss. Really?? It was uncontrollable. I tried to stop, but I just couldn't. So I just let it happen.

Crying aside, I've quit my job now. I work my last day this coming Friday. And I'm quite relieved. Yes, I'll be paying for tuition now and not receiving a monthly paycheck, but my parents are taking over, so I'm ok with that. I have no shame admitting I rely on my parents. I say, take advantage of it while you can. I'll be out in the real world soon enough with bills of my own to pay. I'm not gonna try and rush that any quicker than needed.

Moving Up: Is that good or bad?

So, I officially have a place set to move into in Macon come August. I'm quite excited about it too, actually. I'll be living on my own, just me and my man (aka: Ninja, my dog!). My parents set me up with the nicest one in the complex, complete with a sunroom and all. I think it's gonna to be beautiful. I'm really excited to "move on up" in the world, but nervous all at the same time. I'll be done with the "class" part of school in August, and will begin my internship in just 3 months. 3 months! I'm scared, really. Do I really know enough? Will I make a fool of myself in front of my supervisor? When I start my medical internship (which I've still YET to hear if I've even gotten it!), I'm really scared I'll look like an idiot. Will I know what I should know? I fear that I won't. Even so, I'm still excited to see what kind of adventures lie ahead of me in Macon. Why Macon? Why not? I needed a change, and didn't want anything too drastic...like Atlanta. Baby steps. I'll start moving out of my apartment here in Valdosta in July and officially move into my new one in Macon in August. And I think I'm ready.

Just one week left of Maymester. Which along with the end of Maymester, comes the end of my Graduate Assistantship/job. It's become too difficult to keep up with my heavy client load I'll have in the short 6 week summer semester, along with 2 classes, and then trying to work a now demanding job. I'm grateful that I have parents who will financially support my educational endeavors and allow me to make the decision to quit without any financial repercussions. They'll finish paying for the tuition I won't be receiving from my GA position now, and I'm so very thankful for that. It makes my life just a little bit less stressful.

Two more months of school and then I'm done here in 'ole Valdosta. As much as I've grown to despise this town in the past year (strange how the feeling came with the start of Grad school...), I actually think I will miss it when I look back. I've made some amazing friendships in my time here, and I wouldn't change my decision to come to Valdosta if I could go back and do it over. I've got many happy memories to look back on in this town, but I think all those memories have been darkened by the big dark cloud of Grad school. It's forced me to just see the bad of the whole situation in this town and I'd forgotten about all the sunshine I'd had here the past 4 years. The last year (and a half) have had some good times too, and I need to try and focus on that more than the bad. I think I've become too much of a pessimist since this past August...and that's not a good thing. I need to be like the sunshine...happy and bright.

Sweet Southern Sunshine...it's a frame of mind. One I need to work on daily...