I quit my job.
Actually, I quit 5 jobs. Maybe more.
The first time I quit a job was my job in high school so that I could attend university. Since I quit so I could further my education, I feel like that time doesn’t count.
The second time I quit a job was in my 20s. I was working as a waitress. At this particular restaurant, I was usually responsible for the cash register. However, others had access to the cash register and would occasionally complete transactions. On more than one occasion, there was cash missing from the register. The restaurant tried to hold me responsible. Without going into the gory details, suffice it to say that I left that job.
The final time I quit a job, I was working full time as a youth care worker. At a glance, it was a relatively good job. It was permanent. I had decent benefits, regular vacation, and was contributing to an RRSP that my employer was matching. Not bad, right? The only problem was the fact that I was unhappy. There were many reasons I was unhappy. But the primary reason was boredom and a lack of challenge.
So I quit.
I quit and chose to go back to school. At the age of 32. Not only did I go back to school. I went back to school to get into the IT/business world. A far cry from youth care.
I never once regretted that decision. It was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. I can’t say it was THE BEST decision; that’s a toss up between marrying my best friend and choosing to have children with him. A close third would be the decision to leave my first husband (aka “the practice run”) – a blog post I’ll save for another day.
In all honesty, I’ve never regretted any of the times I quit a job. All were for perfectly valid reasons and always brought me to something even better.
So why am I sharing this with you?
One of my best friends recently quit her job. She dedicated over 10yrs to her job and was damn good at it. But over time, it slowly lost its charm and she was no longer happy in it. So she gave a great deal of thought to what she’d like to pursue next, spent a great deal of time financially planning for it (something that perhaps I should have considered when I quit my jobs…), set a timeline, and then quit.
I can guarantee she has no regrets over quitting. However, she is currently questioning the career choice that she’s currently pursuing. Things aren’t panning out exactly as she hoped and based recent conversations, I think it’s causing her a lot of anxiety.
I can also guarantee that she’ll get through this and will be brought to something even better. I’m certain of it. I’m certain of it because she’s tenacious, dedicated, smart, and knows what she wants.
Change is good.
I’m telling you all of this because if you want to make a change in your life (it doesn’t have to be quitting a job), then do the work (yes, it requires effort) and make the change. If you don’t make that change that’s calling to you, you may never know what great opportunities may be lurking around the corner.
And if the change isn’t what you had expected/wanted?
Make another change.
Have you ever quit a job or made a major life change? If so, please share in the comments below. I’d love to hear your story!