My 8-5 job
Beginning of 2020 I was working a 8-5 job (for almost eight years). My daughter was three months old. I had just returned to work after maternity leave. I returned back to work knowing that a close coworker had left while I was gone and I was super bummed. It felt like a weird start to the new year but nevertheless, I was excited to get back into the grind and do work.
A few weeks later, the news of Kobe Bryant, his daughter Gigi and the other passengers being killed in a helicopter accident hit me hard. I’m not a basketball fan, but I knew his impact on the world. He worked his ass off his entire life to reach his goals and provide for his family. The man went for his dreams big time.
I didn’t want to live life full of regret.
As an adult, it feels like the years keep going by faster now. I couldn’t believe it had been eight whole years working. The thought of leaving the world and not being able to accomplish my dreams and goals really put everything into perspective. I sat down with my husband and we agreed that I would be leaving my full time job soon. That would mean more time with our daughter and I could focus on my own design business and other opportunities.
Then a month later: coronavirus hits.
It was all such a confusing time. People were losing their jobs. Unemployment skyrocketed. Everything seemed so unsure. My job shifted to work from home. Working at home didn’t seem so bad for the first few months. Until I felt waves of absolutely no motivation. Being in my own space but doing work that didn’t motivate me made me feel sad. I knew that I wasn’t utilizing my passion or my skills. And I knew that it was time. The pandemic news of the world was devastating. We had just reached peak COVID numbers. I just knew that life is too short to not do what you love.
My husband is always so supportive and he knew something was up. We talked about it and decided it was time. I get to finally leave my job and work for myself. I get to spend more time with Luna and explore my creativity. Of course the hundreds of thoughts crossed our minds: what if Alex loses his job? What if I fail? So many what if’s. But we both agreed that we would work hard and try our best, results will always come from it.
So, I did it.
So after four months of working at home and years of working for this company, I quit! I Zoom-ed my boss and put in my two weeks. It was emotional but it felt so good! It came as a complete shock to everyone in my workplace but they were all so supportive. I’ll always be grateful of my time there. That opportunity allowed us to buy a home, a car and start our family!
On my last day of work, I went back to campus (I worked at a University) to return my laptop and grab my things to bring home. On my way to campus, I wondered if I was going to feel any regret once I got there. I spent over 10 years on that campus. As a college student, work study and an employee. A big part of my life was spent there. So many good memories. I met my husband there in our history class!
But let’s be honest, when I left campus with my wagon full of my stuff (yes, a wagon…) I felt so much joy, zero regret. I was ready to start this next chapter of my life.