This means I am just weeks away from handing in my final decision at work.
Will I take the money and run? Will I stay and try to work it out, find another position?
The latter sounds like a death sentence to me. It's obvious it's time to go.
I'm still apprehensive about giving up the guaranteed salary and benefits though. As the date approaches, that apprehension grows.
I am hopeful however, that this marks the beginning of a great new chapter in my life. I am in the midst of my business class and am feeling greatly empowered by the group of women surrounding me. The exchanges are invaluable, and this experience will stay with me forever.
now, and my first order of business is getting "Felicitations" restaurant open and ready for business. I am currently conducting a market study, and am in the beginning stages of my business plan.
An old boss at a crappy job once told me that I lacked direction in my life, that I needed to set a goal for myself. It dawned on me how right he was as I typed the word plan above. I'm also reminded of a sign my current boss used to display "A failure to plan is a plan to fail"; this one used to bother me, as it was a reminder that I had planned to fail, and thus was stuck in a job I hated. Perhaps I should be grateful to it, as I think it's what sparked my initial desire to change.
So I'm setting goals for myself, making plans for the future. Keeping a positive outlook and finally having faith that everything will work itself out in the end.
The road was long, but I'm letting go of the past and embracing a new, positive me.
I believe in myself, my abilities, and my power to mold my future.
I'll have my empire yet.