That’s Stella

I resigned today.

I wasn’t planning on doing it for another couple of weeks, but I have kept it secret for so long from some of my closest possie at work that the guilt ate away at me.

I’ve been looking forward to resigning for a couple of months now, but when it actually came to the crunch, I thought I was going to throw up! As I waited for my director to have a bit of free time to chat to me, it actually for the first time EVER occurred to me that I wouldn’t be seeing my friends every day. I feel so comfortable where I am right now, I never have anxiety about going to work every morning, I always expect to share laughs and lunch with some of my closest friends. I am giving up my comfort.

When I thought about it, I was close to crying.

But lately I have lost my mojo. I am not quite as aggressive and go-get-em as I use to be. And I need it back. And I do think my mojo is somewhere between LA and NY waiting for me to reclaim it.

My director took the news well. He is a traveller himself and understands the need to get out of the city. In fact, he was amazing and seemed to understand that I needed to find my confidence that I’ve lost in the last year.

I brought a few of my closest friends who didn’t know I was resigning into one of the work lounge rooms to break the news. Little did I know there was a video camera and microphone set up in the meeting room for a focus group recording my confession at the time. Luckily the focus group moderator who was recording was one of my friends I brought into the lounge to confess to and got rid of the evidence! It’s still top secret till my director breaks the news to everyone.