10 long months......
I know I should have left the club months ago. I told my Exec. Chef in January to start looking for my replacement. My original plan was to get my tax refund, pay off the little bit of debt that I had left (why I was working two full-time jobs), and leave the club. Then PeppA told me she was going to buy a house, out of the blue. She wanted me to keep both jobs until we got settled in. Well, the house we were going to get ended up being a meth lab, and the lender pulled the offer. They said they would get us another one, but our down payment was going to double, and we didn't have that kind of money. So.......we're staying put most likely until next year. Ergo, drop the job that gives me the least enjoyment.
I could tell in the weeks since Feb, that my performance was slipping. I just didn't care about a lot of things that I should have.
I actually have a couple extra days off this week. I don't have to work nights until Friday, Sat, and Sunday. SHUSH! Don't tell PeppA! I'm going fishing Wed and Thurs!!!!