Guess what happened when I quit my job? I bet you can’t. You probably think that maybe I ended up in debt or was bored to tears because I had nothing to do. Nope, that’s not what happened.
Do you give? Okay, the people around me got happier. Ya, crazy huh?
Here’s a little background. I was a SAHM for 10 years. I baby sat other children and cleaned homes to earn my own cash. I used that money to buy the homeschool materials I needed to teach my kids.
One year, the funds just weren’t there. So I caved into the pressure of putting my littles in public school. Something I kinda regret, but that is now the past.
Any how, I came home one fall afternoon from dropping the kiddo’s off and going to the gym. I sat on the couch and stared out the window… for an HOUR!! I couldn’t believe it had been an hour, but it had. I knew then I needed something to do.
I began praying for a very specific type of job. One in my town, working for christian people, with very flexible hours and only 2-3 days a week. A friend from bible study told me of an admin job at a local insurance office.
I interviewed, received a job offer, in my town, working for and with other christians, with very flexible hours, 3 days a week. I was there for 10 years.
I enjoyed that job. I love the people I worked with and the clients we serviced. I would say for the most part I was happy. I had struggles when daddy got sick and passed away. When mom wouldn’t care for herself and I had to fly to see her every couple months. Then when we moved her here so I could care for her, but I was pretty happy with what I did.
However, now after 10 years it was time for me to make a change. My mom needs more of me. More of my time to take her and do things. She would just sit at home, waiting for me to come over and visit after work.
When I told her I was resigning from my job to spend more time with her. Her whole outlook changed. She began to do things to improve her health. She started eating more, doing more of her own house work, getting her exercises done each day. It really was fascinating to watch. lol
I made a comment that if she did her exercises all month I’d take her for a drive to the beach. Ha! She took me seriously and started X-ing out the days on the calendar she did her exercises.
The other person that is looking forward to me being home more is my husband. He’d come home from work and if things like the dishes or laundry needs attending to, he’d do them.
With chores to do when he gets home, because I haven’t been home all day to do them, he won’t do what he wants, he will do what needs done. Personally I’d rather he do the things that make him happy. He’s been hard at work all day providing for his family, he should get to do what he wants to do. So me being home will make that happen for him.
To be honest, I have to admit, me quitting my job just isn’t for them. It’s for me as well. I walk around my home wishing I could do this or that. Knowing I don’t really have the time.
I sit at the computer wishing I had more time to put into my blog. More time to study God’s word, to share with my readers what I’ve learned. To spend more time training our German Shepard, Kaiser. I love to plant flowers and garden. I want more time to do that. I’ve picked up crocheting again. It’s been 30 years, but I enjoy it just as much now as I did when I was 15.
27 She watches over the affairs of her household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.
There are areas of my home that really need my attention. Like the clutter pile in my bathroom or the piles on the counter or the dust and grim that collects in the tracks of the windows. I look around keep adding to the list. I am ready to be a housewife again. It’s time.
The first week of me being a domestic engineer (as my friend Tina referred to my new job) is now done. With in the first 2 days, my husband told me he is so much more relaxed. Yes! That’s what I wanted to hear.
I took mom to lunch after a doctor appt, which we never have time to do. She has decided it needs to be a weekly lunch date. We’ve even started watching Little House everyday when I go to visit her.
I have scrubbed parts of the main bathroom floor with a tooth brush to get in the cracks and crevices.
I cleaned out the refrigerator. Not just old food, but really cleaned it. Taking out the shelves and all that jazz.
It feels so good to be able to make my bed every day and sweep the kitchen 2-3 times a day. (It’s so muddy out right now Kaiser comes in and leaves mess even though we try to wipe him off.)
The laundry is mostly done and the kitchen sink is almost always empty. The things I get done daily bring me joy. I even started a new crocheting project on Thursday.
It’s been a good week.
What would you do if you were to quit your job?