I quit my new job today. The one I’ve had for 3 weeks. The one I got after having not having worked full time in 32 years.
I went to work to start replacing my husbands income. He has literally become allergic to his work. Literally. So we are trying to figure out ways to replace his income so he can quit his job before he gets any sicker.
I got hired for a second shift work at home job. It has been awful for my family, though. I did not think that it would be that hard on my family. I knew it would be an adjustment for everyone. But it was much, much harder on them than I thought it would be.
I always put my family first. It’s who I am. I can not, and will not sacrifice my family for money. No amount of money is worth putting my family through a hard time.
I asked for a shift change, but I would have had to work two more weeks before being able to ask for a switch, and then there is no guarantee.
So after much prayer, thought, and discussion with my husband, I decided to quit. And, no, my husband did not tell, ask, or force me to quit. It was totally my decision.
I will be going back to work full time when my family situation changes. I.E. when my youngest son graduates high school.
So I quit my job today. And I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders.