Tuesday, Tuesday.

Tuesday started much better than Monday. Mainly because I got out of bed, dressed and made it to work.

And so I worked. And felt a little better from morning to afternoon and then a little stuffy painful from afternoon to “ISITTIMETOGOHOMEYET.”

I also made one last freeing email at lunchtime sharing my intentions to claim back a little of my life for me instead of for others. (I started with a phone call to Hall on Sunday. And then an official letter to HQ on Monday.) I have not heard back with a reply, but I’m sure it wasn’t generally well received. I just don’t have anything to give…I want some of my life back. I want time for others, my friends, my family first. And as guility as I might have felt a month ago when I pondered over this decision, by the end of September it was blatently clear. I don’t need to be involved with this particular organization to meet people, network or serve my community. In fact I already know too MANY people, network and serve my community every day and then some. I guess the structure of the organization itself wasn’t a good fit for me in the end. I tried to make it work, but I’m happier on the other side with time for the people and things I love.


Whatcha talkin' bout Willis?