A BIG ANNOUNCEMENT NO I'M NOT PREGNANT

Good Thursday to you Blogstalkers.

If you follow me on Facebook you might have seen my update about an upcoming BIG ANNOUNCEMENT.  Well it's here.

I know I've been remiss in attending to my little blog lately and I have been feeling pretty down about it.  Writing is what I love to do and what I want to spend all of my time doing.  And lately, I haven't been able to spend like any of my time doing that, as you could probably tell by how I haven't posted in a week and I haven't answered comments in like a month and if you've sent me an email, you've not heard a reply.

What changed was, work got crazy.  I work for a small company that is growing every month by leaps and bounds.  Which is just wonderful truly.  What isn't wonderful is that it means I am almost never not working.  And while my current job is absolutely lovely and the people I work with are absolutely lovely, I've realized in the last year or so that I don't think being an accountant is lovely.  It's a fantastic profession and it's done me well over the last ten-ish years, but it's not, in the end, what I want to have done with my life.

And the whole "Life Is Short" lesson hit Ryan, myself, and our family like a brick wall this year.

So today, after one-thousand-and-a-half hours of talking about this with my husband, I put in my notice at work.

I quit my job.

And I'm not going to get another job.

I am though, going to work.  I am going to write.  I am going to update this blog a whole heck of a lot more (I'm thinking at least four times a week, maybe more) and I'm going to write other things...that have to remain a bit of secret for now.

I know I am extremely lucky that my husband and I are in a situation where financially, we are comfortable giving this a shot.  Because, let's face it, I'm not The Bloggess, and honestly, never will be.
I didn't quit my job because I think I'm going to become a super-popular-famous-skinny internet sensation if I post four times a week.  I quit my job because I was miserable and my wonderful husband saw that I was miserable and so is giving me a chance to do something I love, something about which I feel passionate, even if it's only for a short time.

We are giving this little experiment a year.  If in one year, this isn't working for us.  If we're both not still excited and happy about the situation, then we've agreed that I'll go back to work.

For now though, I am so over the moon.  I feel like, for the first time in long while, I can breathe.

Or at least like I will be able to breathe come August 31st, which is when I told my employer that I would be willing to stay until - to train someone else.

Be excited for me?  Or at least be excited that I'm going to post all like on the daily, yo?

Oh and in case you all think my husband is just like an angel on earth for agreeing to this scheme, he did make me a ridiculous list of rules that I have to follow in order for him to not regret this.  So look for that post in the upcoming future.

I'll get it up whenever I take a break from "spending at least 15 minutes a day googling tips on how to please your husband."

That's all for now Blogstalkers!

I'll be back at you soon, but for now I have to go pack for BlogHer in NYC, which I am totally totally flying off to tomorrow!  All by myself.  Just one little Lauren in one Big Apple.

I'm not sure New York is ready for this jelly.

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