Today her psyche, and tomorrow the world!!
Ladies and gentlemen, hold on to your hats, nanila
I dance! And sing. And write and go to museums to draw. Hooray!
So what do you think you'll do instead? (I'm guessing it's a great feeling, though. Kind of like that feeling you've had if you've had a junky old used car for YEARS. You've been putting up with the frustration of constant break downs and repair bills, and you hate it, but you can't really afford to buy a NEW car. Even if you could, you worry that if, after all this time, you get RID of the old junky car, you'll feel bad about it after you'd spent SO MUCH money to keep it going. But then, one day you decide 'to HELL with this,' and get rid of the old junker! No more break downs, no more FEAR of break downs, no more repair bills, no more worrying what's going to go wrong next. So what if you have to ride the bus for awhile. At least you don't have all that anxiety.)
I don't think I'll leave, though. I've still got the academic monkey on my back...
Well, right now I'm taking a stab at writing. Depending on how that turns out, I may attempt to run with it. Next month, though, the plan is to make a concerted effort at learning to program. I may end up attempting to get a job doing that. Otherwise, I will look into doing work at a company that does research into alternative energy sources (wind, solar). There are several in the greater London area. Of course, all of this is subject to change and won't be relevant for another couple of months.
Just remember, if the monkey pees on you, it's time to give him back to his parents.
I am deliriously happy for you (not to mention monumentally jealous.)
It's the honeymoon phase. It'll pass, I'm sure. Right now, I'm determined to enjoy it, even though I know that. ;-)
That's beautiful. I imagine that's how I'll feel when I finally leave the drudgery of admin. assistant land. Congratulations!
Thank you! I know I'll have to start seriously looking for a job in a few months, but for now, I am enjoying this liberated feeling. Ahhh.
Awh. This makes my belly feel warm with the happy. Yay you!
It makes me want to dance. Dance!
Good for you!! Academia sucks and they wear too much plaid. I just hope this decision does not lead you to slinging coffee for a living...although its not a bad job.
BTW, thank you for the postcard! You could not have chosen a better graphic than those three. It is snack-dab in the middle of the fridge. If you would like on in return, please throw me your address and I'll send it off. e-mail it to email@example.com
Eh, I don't consider anything beneath me. I doubt I'd be unhappy slinging coffee.
You're welcome! E-mailing you now.
Oh, phew. At first I thought you were going to say, "And then I had a heart attack and it's ALL YOUR FAULT!"
Heh, it amuses me that those people equate degrees with earning potential, and earning potential with success. I have yet to make the same amount as my boyfriend, let alone more, and he has one degree while I have three. It doesn't really matter, though, because I think he's probably been happier than I have over the past few years, and that matters more. I'm just glad to be able to join him in a higher state of happiness, finally. :-P
I don't regret doing my Ph.D. or my postdoc, either. I'm glad I finally figured out that I needed to leave. Being in London is an excellent bonus, but I think I'd still be happy wherever we moved, as long as I'd realized that pursuing another course was right for me.
When you leave BigLawFirm, I highly recommend taking a vacation.
2004-11-12 21:45 (UTC)
Suddenly, it is possible for me to remake myself.
you are a strong vital woman. you should be able to recreate yourself over &over in your lifetime;; &no doubt you will!
2004-11-13 10:20 (UTC)
This is the first time, I think. I am nervous and excited and happy and also a teeny bit fearful of doing it wrong. I think after the first time, though, then it becomes possible to understand that it can be done again.
That is so cool. I'm glad this move worked out so well for you!
Me too. Thank you. (P.S. I am mesmerized by dancing GIR. His ears...they wave...)
2004-11-13 09:17 (UTC)
Yummy Yummy Yummy I Got Freedom In My Tummy
It's rare to see a liberating post on here as of late with everyone crying about the demise of America because Bush got elected again). I think I said awhile ago that your artistic side was the part of you that seemed to really defined you, that academia was there because you were smart enough to do anything... with that being said, I think you're in a place where you can spread your artistic wings and fly. And as long as you can do that you are never poor.
But you know that.
I'm doing my best to seize this opportunity with both hands. I'm deliriously happy, but that doesn't mean I'm not being productive. I've been drawing and writing like mad since I got here. I don't know if it will lead anywhere. Eventually I'll have to be practical and seek employment. For now, though, I'm trying to be as present as possible. And being financially poor is not having much impact on that. :-)
I have noticed among people our age, women specifically, who have been overachievers at a young age and accomplished an unusual amount in a very few years, there is a tendency to just stop around 26 or 27 and do something completely different.
Case in point -- you, me (network news by 25, now 27 and back in San Diego and doing a lot of painting) mariclair
(27, recently gave up her job as a lawyer to go to seminary school.) I wonder if it's a coincidence or if it's gender-related, but it's an interesting trend.
Hm, I'm not sure. I know for me, I was at a critical turning point after completing my postdoc. I needed to decide to commit the next seven years to living, most likely, in Bumfuck, USA and scrabbling for tenure, or to leave. Obviously, I'm happy that I left, and it sounds like you are too. Were you at a point where you needed to make a really long-term commitment to your job?