You have probably forgotten, because my life is not actually all that important to anyone outside of my immediate family no matter how much time you spend on this blog, but I did myself a bit of vagueblogging a couple of weeks ago. As of yesterday morning, the need for vagueblogging has passed! I can stop holding onto this goddamn secret that has been making me nuts since IndyPopCon!
I put in my notice at my job yesterday. As of August 8, I will no longer be a furniture salesman, and I’ve got another week of paid vacation between now and then.
I will say, to be fair, that I like the people I work with a lot, and despite my frequent complaints about it there are a lot of much worse jobs than selling furniture. But after a hair more than two years of three 11-hour days a week and working every. single. fucking. weekend I have had enough. My son will turn 7 a few weeks after I quit. He is starting to notice that Daddy is not ever around on the weekend. And regardless of how I might feel about any other aspect of the job, I can’t have that.
What am I doing, you ask?
I am returning to education. I’m not returning to teaching, or to administration, however. I won’t be working directly with kids, at least not much, although I will be working in a school. The job is primarily tech related, meaning I get all the advantages of being a teacher– including the pay, which should be substantially more than I’m making now– and very few of the disadvantages that drove me out of teaching a few years ago. I am not a teacher, though.
I have known about this since the Saturday of IndyPopCon. I applied for the job on that Thursday, had a number of email back-and-forths on Friday regarding scheduling an interview, and on Saturday the principal called me, cancelled the interview, and hired me on the spot. After two years of applying for half a dozen jobs a month and getting no interviews at all, to be hired without one was immensely fucking gratifying. It’s almost like I have skills that are useful in certain circumstances!
At any rate, I’ve been waiting for a few ducks to get their lazy asses lined up regarding the job becoming a bit more official before quitting and announcing it here, and considering that I started getting emails from my new employer today, I figure that’s as official as it needs to be. I also needed to make sure I got that second week of vacation scheduled on a certain week where my wife will be in Boston without me and it will be much easier to make it through life if I’m not at work, so today turned out to be a great day to make everything official. I figure I’m giving just under five weeks of notice; finding someone to replace me in that time shouldn’t be that hard.
(That said, if you know me in my Clark Kent guise and know anyone who would be good at sales, we’ve got a couple of open jobs. No particular education or experience necessary other than a high school diploma. Hit me up.)
*tremendous relaxed exhale*
Feels good, man.