One Huge Step: Resigning

Bob put in his notice at work yesterday and I have to admit I was a nervous wreck leading up to it. My stomach was in knots and despite all the planning and number crunching and strategizing we've done there's just something so permanent about voluntarily quitting.

I think it really hit me smack across the face Monday when I saw a line in our personal checkbook. It started with a three and including three more digits before the decimal point. That was Bob's bi-weekly paycheck.  Now it's up to us to make up that amount...twice a month. PLUS shell out for insurance: life, health, dental, vision and umbrella. I don't even know what all that means - Bob's taking care of it. I told you he's on business duty so I just write blogs and be creative and he does all the boring stuff that I don't care to do or know how to do.

So anyway after I got over my cold feet, Bob went to work and put in his notice and I sat by the phone and waited for him to call me to tell me how it went.

Actually, I didn't sit by the phone I channelled all those nerves into something I just up and ripped out the ugly carpet runner on the steps.   I've been wanting to do it for five years...yesterday seemed like the perfect day. 

We took one huge step...and I ripped off the ugly carpet on 13 of them.

It was a big step.