Tuesday, 29 January 2013


I am elated, over the moon,  that I am free.

As soon as I quit my job I felt like a  giant weight was lifted off my shoulders.  I should have quit in 2011 and not let my then boss persuade me to stay on, and take on another portfolio in the company,  anyway he was marched out of the office in December that year by the group CEO.
I stayed on thinking things would change and I would be able to contribute effectively.   Things didn't get better and  I didn't have enough to do.  I was bored and not motivated enough to want to drive things or help out in the other departments.  Boredom is lethal, it saps your energy and puts a damper on everything you do.  I was suffocating.  It was time to go.   I  have to work out my notice and its a hell of a long notice ( 2 months!) but I am happier knowing that there is an end to this misery.

Time to put my travel plans into action. Time to get out and experience things that I want to do.  Time to live for myself and not be afraid what everyone will say/think.  I know my mother is going to be afraid for me when I tell her I have quit but.....
 Yes at 50 I still have to tell my mother that I have quit my job and am going to travel.  Mum  isn't the risk taking type and for me to quit with no job in had, and  to travel,  is like someone literally stepping in front of a speeding train.  I  haven't told son no 2  yet.... (telling son no 1 was easier, I just sent an email!!)

Come April, I will be in London, staying with my crazy madcap sister,  for a month at least,  who gets that I need to get away.
 Now all I have to do is work quietly through this notice period, hand over everything and walk away free as a bird!


  1. Oh my, that is some serious and wonderful news.
    Good for you, life is far too short to have any 'what ifs'. I can't wait to read about your travels!

  2. Thank you VV! Yes will be blogging all about the travels.