Resigning from a job is tough.
Even if you weren’t really happy with your position or opportunities within the company, and even if you’ve got something totally awesome lined up (a better job, RTW travel plans, etc…), you still get this hollow pit in your stomach and nervous sensation similar to the kind experienced when going to a job interview.
I had Nov 26th set as my deadline to talk to my boss about my plans for the following year, so right before he left at 5pm I ambushed him to discuss my options.
He was very supportive, and even told me about his 7 month trip driving around Africa when he was younger, so that definitely put me at ease.
However, there’s nothing easy about giving up a steady paycheque.
I still have to draft a resignation letter, but in the meantime, I’m hoping we can work something out that might be less destructive (a leave of absence perhaps?) to my relationship with the company mothership.
The thing is, even if they give me a 1 year leave, I’m not sure I want to come back from an RTW trip and jump right back into the rut that I worked so hard to climb out of.
I don’t even know if I want to come back after 1 year… Maybe we can find a job overseas or find another way to sustain our travels, or find somewhere to volunteer where they take care of living expenses… Julie and I have tossed this idea around, and we are finding out more and more that the concrete jungle in which we live has lost it’s dull lustre.
Don’t get me wrong, I love Toronto and I’m proud to be a Torontonian (especially now that the mayor that some genuises voted for finally got turfed from office for one of his many unlawful activities), but I’m not really convinced that our capitalist society is headed in the right direction.
I’m not saying anyone else is doing it better, because they aren’t, but I definitely need a change of scenery, and Dec. 31st couldn’t come soon enough.
In the meantime, I’ll start cleaning out my desk, finishing projects, handing over my stashes of useful equipment that I’ve got saved in various locations throughout the building, and saying my goodbyes to work friends.
It’s going to be tough to leave my friends and family behind, but it’s definitely the right time to do it (assuming the Mayans are wrong…).
Now we just have to get our place leased out, and we will be ready to go!