I put in my resignation last month at my job. I was working in a corporate setting as a senior executive assistant, serving the top overlord in every facet from tying her shoelaces to writing project analysis and data portfolios, all while managing her 7 entities. To say it was toxic is a gross mischaracterization of the truth. Anyway, I did what all good underpaid, unappreciated employees who are true workaholics do, and I put in 70 hours my last week to set up the next person to continue doing my job seamlessly as if I never left. A part of me wonders if my boss even realizes I'm gone or if the new cog is finding their own rhythm.
As for what now...I'm currently trying to figure out what I'd rather be doing with my time. I have a few business ideas, certifications I'm pursuing, and I've started the outline for my book (finally). I decided to take the summer off to invest back into my life what was previously sucked dry like a stale Arby's toothpick. There's no meat here yet, it's all bones, a framework. Who knew insomnia was good for something.