“I hope you hate your new job!” Gemma’s eyes flashed as she flounced up to me.
I smiled. “I’ll miss you too.” I had heard that sentiment several times over the past two weeks; managers and coworkers alike were upset when I had given notice. While on the outside the statements seem harsh, they are actually the highest compliment one can receive in the restaurant industry.
That is the statement you receive when you are truly loved.
So many people pass through the restaurant industry. Few stay. They become a blip on the radar to the crew who sticks it out long-term. Many times the old-timers don’t even bother learning the names of the new ones. Why bother when they’ll be gone in a few days?
While I’d never planned to stay when I started working at that restaurant, I’d lingered long enough for the crew to get attached. I’d gotten attached, too, so when I turned in my notice I quietly began to say my farewells.
While it was bittersweet to work that last day, this was something I had to do. Now that all of my children are grown, it is time to work on me for a change and for my next adventure I’ve decided to continue my exploration of finance and life. I’ve spent the last two decades actively exploring frugality (most of my life due to circumstances, to be honest). Now I want to see how far I can go in the opposite direction.
The job offer I’ve accepted is part of that process.
This new adventure is a continuation of the experiment I began with the purchase of a journal a while back. I gave myself permission to buy something luxurious to explore the Diderot Effect. I’d taken a good hard look at my home and realized that my personal environment had changed in a way that did not please me. I did not enjoy having my home look like something out of Deliverance, so I decided to change it.
I am still working on that.
I asked myself what I would own if money were not an object and I didn’t have to count my pennies. I asked myself what my ideal home would look like if finances were not a concern, then bit by tiny bit I began making changes, but I didn’t stop there. I also asked myself what I could see myself doing in my ideal life.
Once I adapted to Katie moving out, the answers shifted. I discovered that I needed the face-to-face interaction that a public job provides. Few things give me more joy than watching my coworkers smile when I sing out my greetings each morning. That said, I didn’t see myself remaining in the restaurant industry. I saw myself in a position that not only provided a stable schedule, but provided a larger income and insurance benefits as well.
I start that new job on Monday.
I will miss my old friends, so after that last day at my old job I took the evening to mourn.
Now it is time to move on. I will make more friends starting Monday.
Change can be scary, but change is also the way that we evolve. Like the butterfly, we have to dissolve ourselves in order to become something better. We have to pare down to the bones of who we are deep down and rebuild ourselves from scratch if we want to grow.
Have you ever decided to change your life, to evolve and explore something new? If so, what did you do? Please share your stories in the comments below.
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I’ve written a lot of books sharing my odd view of life in hopes of helping others. My most notorious book is titled The Shoestring Girl: How I Live on Practically Nothing and You Can Too, but The Minimalist Cleaning Method is pretty popular as well. You can find them at the following places:
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We sold nearly everything we owned and moved into a small motorhome to go see this great country in which we live. Talk about minimalism–try living in a conversion van with a partner to see what you can actually do without!
I imagine that is a challenge! Did you design bathroom facilities?
I really enjoy reading your blog. Thank you.
Hi Annie! I love catching up on your life journey once in a while when I have time. I find you inspiring. When I was 30, I left my hometown to teach school in Honduras (the most ‘dangerous’ country in the world at the time) against the wishes of my family. I found instant joy and the kind of connection I’d always been looking for. I learned Spanish, lived in Honduras for 3 years, moved to teach in Bolivia, met my husband there, had two kids and spent a grand total of almost 9 years in Latin America. Now we’re back in my hometown. My husband had to start from scratch because his degree didn’t transfer but he’s doing great and I’m homeschooling the kids like I always wanted to. I’ll spend the rest of my life being happy that I took such a grand adventure!
That is amazing! Thank you so much for sharing your story. You made my day. Many happy adventures!!
That’s inspiring Sarah…that you took a leap of faith in the spirit of adventure…and found fulfillment. May God lead you to even more new and exciting adventures here in North America “)
Well, I have “started over” many, many times. But most recently… in 2017 when my nest emptied, I retired from a career of 27 years. I was planning to live in a travel trailer and write. Within months, my mother had a big stroke and another close family member was diagnosed with schizophrenia. I went from being a professional caregiver to being an unpaid one. After grieving all that I had lost, I went to Life Coaching school and have learned a path to freedom. Wishing you freedom and joy, as well Annie!
I am so proud of you for stepping up and being there for your mother and family members. You are my hero. And even better, you didn’t just write off your goals, you began to look around for another route to your dreams. My hat is off to you, my friend. You are absolutely amazing.
Howdy! I’m at work browsing your blog from my new iphone 3gs! Just wanted to say I love reading through your blog and look forward to all your posts! Keep up the great work!
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