That Awkward Moment When You Realize What You Wanted Might Not Have Been What You Actually Wanted

So, my full-blown crazy has been on display for all to see the past couple of weeks. This is why I haven't been writing. I've been too busy being crazy.

I quit the job I'd started in March. I was there all of 7 weeks when I said "no. This is not right for me."

I so wish I'd been wearing this dress when I marched in there and quit. 

Look, I'm in this weird loop in my life right now where I'm miserable at home, so I refuse to be miserable anywhere else. There's only so much misery I can take.

damn skippy

Right now, there are a couple of temptations dangling in front of me. And now, I am making the big, big decisions. I know I've written a few blogs about making these big decisions, but as one of my friends ever-so-bluntly put it to me one night: "What have you really done to change things?" I stumbled around for an answer. He said, "Exactly." 

At first, I was like "gah. Stop being a dick." But we all need that friend who is going to force us to look at the things that makes us uncomfortable, force us to admit the truth. 

Do I really want to leave? I mean, do I really want to move back to Bama? 

And so, now I'm in that uncomfortable position of facing these truths that perhaps I've been burying deep inside me so I wouldn't have to admit some things. 

It's go time, baby.