So as of Friday, April 1, I will be unemployed. My contract is up on Thursday and won’t be renewed.
This is probably a bad thing. I don’t have another job lined up, and I have a new condo.
The thing is, I don’t care.
I hate my job, so it’s a blessing in disguise. I’m also financially able to be out of work for a while, so I’m going to take some time off to relax and reboot. And to play housewife to my fiancé for a while. I’ll find another job eventually. Maybe I should be worried, but I’m not.
At work this week, I’ve pretty much checked out mentally, and I’ve kinda been tempted to show up wearing leggings or yoga pants, but I decided against it.
Note to self: afternoon is not a good time to take photos. Or if I do, I need to close the curtains.
Also note to self: learn to stay upright in heels.