Lisa and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Stressful Job Hunt, Part 2
After I made up my mind to quit, I still wasn't sure that I'd actually do it until I entered my principal's office. I sat down and the first words out of my mouth were, "I'm sorry, but I just can't do this anymore." At first, she looked perplexed and then realization hit her as she comprehended the full meaning of my words. I listed a myriad of reasons, finishing with the most important, no work-life balance. We departed on good terms. I know not to burn my bridges for future recommendations. I felt an immediate sense of relief as I walked back to my classroom that day. It was as if I'd been told that my cancer was in remission. (I do not have cancer) I know, terrible analogy, but probably similar emotions. The rest of that day was eventful to say the least. My students (present and former), co-workers, and parents all found out and wanted to know why I'd quit and where I was going. I told them that I needed a change and that I had an...