JUDY FROM THE BLOCK

JUDY FROM THE BLOCK

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Phoenix, Arizona, United States
Retro wifey, mommy to a princess, editor, PETA fanatic, and I Love Lucy!

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

THE BIG NEWS!



It's been a while since I've blogged.  Mostly because I had so little time in my mornings, afternoons, and nights to do so.  But as you can see, that has all changed as of today!  July 27, 2016.  The day I said "Take This Job And Shove It."

Okay, I didn't say it quite like that.  I went out with dignity and grace.  Yes, I said grace.  I have it in me, it's somewhere in my pinkie toes.

After 24 years at my career, it was time to go.  Not because they wanted me to, but because at some point in your life your priorities change, and sometimes they change real BIG.

It was easy typing my resignation.  I was so comfortable doing it.  The words just flew off my fingertips.  However, when it came time to hit that "send" button in an email to my boss, it took about 3 hours for me to come to grips with it.  Nerves shaking, knees knocking, heart pounding, rubbing my forehead and temples.  Then, I looked over at my 6-year-old daughter and I remembered why I was doing it.

We decided to take our daughter out of public school this year and give her a fighting chance at a better education with a private special education tutoring program.  Our daughter has "special needs," and the most important thing in our world is that she gets a chance at the BEST education that we can provide for her, and public school was NOT it.  She will now be doing virtual learning with a special education teacher, which means that will require a lot of home schooling.  That's where I come in.  I will help tutor our daughter alongside with her teacher.  It will be a team effort.  I am really looking forward to this, and yet I know the HUGE challenges I am facing.  Let me be clear.  I am NOT a teacher.  This is new for me.  I am learning as I go, without pay!

Another reason I retired from my job was about taking care of MY needs for a change, mostly my health.  After I turned 50, my body started falling apart at a high rate of speed.  It had been whispering in my ear for a while to slow down, but I tuned it out.  I know now that I should have turned up the volume and listened more closely.

I didn't leave my job "out of the blue."  This took a lot of planning on my part.  Paying off bills.  Paying off our vehicles.  I wanted to lighten the burden that my husband will now carry on his shoulders all by himself.  I couldn't do this without him.  He made this possible for me to be with our daughter, and I am so grateful. 

I am not sure how I feel yet about the word "retired."  Today I feel "free," like a prisoner from a jail cell after years of being on a chain gang.  I've sat chained to a chair and a desk for 24 years staring at a monitor doing the same thing day after day.  Don't misunderstand, I loved my job.  I took so much pride in my job.  Chances are your medical record has my signature on it somewhere.  I've been so lucky to work all around the United States for so many different hospitals and clinics, in all medical fields.  I have met some of the greatest people and some of the kindest people you could ever come across.  I am so lucky.  But my time is up, dolls.

So goodbye workforce; HELLO domestic goddess!!  Damn, now my husband is going to want me to cook more. Maybe I didn't think this all the way through.  Wish me luck!