So, two weeks ago, thinks went absolutely insane. The kids had just gotten over being quite sick with a virus that meant they had stayed at my Mom's place most of the week. Then there was a staff meeting.
It was not a good staff meeting. I don't know that any of the staff walked out of it happy. There was a lot of swearing, aimed curses, etc. flying around in the hallway afterwards.
Oh well. Things are what they are. But they mean some changes for me.
I panicked and called my mom to make sure the girls were sleeping, because I was upset. They were. On the way home, we talked about what had been said, what was going to happen, and what it meant for me.
The long and the short was that I was at a crossroads about a year to sixteen months sooner than planned.
The choices: drop out of school, keep my job or quit my job, stay in school. The two are going to become mutually incompatible very soon.
Each choice has its drawbacks, and each choice has its merits. But, for me there is only one.
I have already sent the email to inboxes, the hard copy is printed and signed. Tomorrow I quit my full time job.