There are No Rules

There's this one line in "Notting Hill" where Hugh Grant's voice-over is describing his quaint little town & somewhere along the lines uses the phrase "and suddenly it's the weekend." I particularly like how he pronounces wee-kend & often pronounce it this way in my head. I'm not sure how suddenly my weekends come, but soon enough it won't matter that much. I recently put my notice in at work & Friday, September 9 will be my last day in the office.

It's the start of a mini sabbatical, something I know a. isn't for everyone & b. not everyone can afford. I'm certainly thankful for this opportunity to take a step back, rest, re-calibrate, & think through what's next for me, my career, & my family. After working four years in a corporate office in the field of communications, I want to reassess if that's the best use my time, resources, skills, & energy moving forward.

Fortunately, the plan for the immediate future is very clear, complete with moving next door, getting our rental properties in order, & supporting Mr. Fleece through a busy study season. I'm thankful for the time to focus on these things & do them each well! I also plan to help friends out with their kids, volunteer, & do simple things I haven't had time for recently, like bake, garden, & go to the gym.

This decision may seem strange & a smidge bit rash, but overall, I'm feeling a lot like this:

Changing it up,

SJW