I am starting a new season in my life. Kinda excited and kinda scared.
Scared because I’ve worked almost all my life, since I was 16.
Last Friday, I gave my supervisor my two week notice. It was the last straw kind of thing. Just too much stress, more poured on every week until I just don’t think it’s worth it any more.
Husband and I talked about it, for a couple of weeks. He really didn’t want me to have to work anyway. I had been telling him to not be surprised if I get fed up and quit. I was trying to hang in there. I don’t like quitting. My acting supervisor had said to hang in there, she believed things would be getting better soon. I only saw the work load getting heavier.
I was scared to give up the security of that bi-weekly paycheck. It was there in the bank, every other Friday, like clockwork. But I was miserable working like a slave for this company. Hadn’t had a raise in five years. The last raise was 15 cents/hour. I felt insulted because the raise I got before that one was five years previous and not much better. I guess they felt I was topped out.
Anyway, I’m done, in two weeks. But it means no insurance, pay the stinking obamacare penalty. Pray I don’t get sick or need a doctor. Pray that since I won’t have the stress of the job, maybe my blood pressure will go back down to normal and I won’t need medicine for that anymore.
Now the excited part begins. Oh my. I’ll have time to deep clean the house, paint the interior of the house.
Sew, lots of projects. Look at my Pinterest “Sew Much More” board to see some of the projects I’d love to do.
Read to my hearts content. Give my full attention to a personal Bible study.
My to-do list is long, very long.
I’ve been working on a fall bucket list. The local pumpkin patch is already in full swing. I might just go over there tomorrow, after work, with my camera. I want to see it before it wanes. They have really cute displays.
And I’m going to try to help Mom sell her property and move her closer to me. Her health has been failing. She has very poor eyesight. Macula degeneration. We’re taking her to a retina specialist in a couple weeks. Her hearing is also failing. And she has trouble walking. Her hips were injured some years back when she was in a car accident. A girl putting on her make-up ran a red light and broad-sided Mom’s jeep and flipped it over. Emergency people had to cut her and her two sisters out of the jeep with the jaws-of-life thing. Mom hung upside down in her safety belt until the emergency personnel could got there and could get her out.
Anyway, she moves a lot slower these days. It’s time to get her closer to me and my sister, so we can get to her faster and help take care of her. She can’t take care of eight acres and a 2400 sq. ft. home any more. This will take time too, to sell her home and find her a smaller one closer to
me us. Fortunately, I have a cousin who sells real-estate and she said she will help us. Yay. That’s a relief.
I really am excited, and scared. I’ve always worked at a “JOB” for paycheck security. After I get caught up on my priority list, I might look into finding something I can do from home, to earn enough money to at least pay for some insurance. I want to find something I enjoy doing, not something I feel compelled to do for a paycheck.
I will be trusting the Lord for a lot more now. I know He has always been our provision. Now, my faith will be exercised. Kind of like when you exercise your muscles at the gym. First you do stretches, and then you get into the work-out. This is what I’m doing with my faith, the work-out part.
I’m going to like this. God is my provider. I’m going to really enjoy spending more time with Him. More time for praise and worship.
See what I mean, excited and scared.
I have a lot to do to keep me busy for awhile, at least until after the holidays.
Holidays are going to be so fun this year. I’ll have time to make some gifts.
Yep, I am getting excited, to start this new season in my life. And it’s starting at the perfect time of year. Autumn.
Talk to y’all later.