I left the office yesterday with a fair share of “I’m jealous” comments. Probably not the best sign of healthy company when you have co-workers affirming your decision to walk away. I still had a small lump in my throat as I drove off for the last time, and a mixture of butterflies that only settled after meeting the girls for drinks at Monkey Bar.
Erica gave me a book to celebrate my new gig– called “The Art of Quitting.” (Evan Harris)
“The option of quitting has long been undervalued and underused. Advice like “Put your nose to the grindstone” and “Give it time” has all but supplanted the wisdom of frustration and impetuosity. The more-reponsible-than-thou, more ambitious-than-thou, tougher-than-thou attitude of antiquitters intimidates potential quitters into shy away from risk and proceeding with the status quo. The cozy, smug security of the antiquitter is to be avoided at all costs. Quitters must not be frightened by the potentially cataclysmic outcome of a particular quit. Disaster beats stasis-better to be a rolling stone than a moss-covered rock. Furthermore, the results of a quit must never eclipse the joy, beauty, and pleaure (even if it be perverse) of the quit itself. A well-executed quit is its own reward.
Today, I’m enjoying my well-executed quit with a workday free from deadlines, stress and worry. Monday it will start again… and I’m ready for it. Thanks for your support and excitment as I start the next adventure!