Ooops I did it again...

Aaah, the oh so familiar feeling of pulling the rug out from underneath me.

I quit another job.   

Too many to count and too much other stuff to focus on.

My apartment in Seattle is for sale, if you know anyone wanting a precious little one bedroom.  I give good price.

It was the urge to switch it up.

It was the recognition of lack of joy.

I felt like something in my life had to give and my job was what I was least committed to.

Back to near minimum wages at the grocery store.

Had beers with a friend the other afternoon, she said she was recently advised to "stop learning lessons" by a guru of some sort.

There's a lot to think about there.

And then, after all, it's only a job.