Friday 4 April 2014

91. The Leap

3rd April 2014, Canary Wharf, London

Sometimes the hardest decisions turns out to be the easiest ones. Kind of like ripping off a Band-Aid.

I have genuinely loved working in my industry. I've been doing 80 hour weeks and sleeping with my Blackberry since I was 20 years old but I have truly loved most of it. It's crazy challenging and faster paced than anywhere I could imagine and I have met some fantastic people along the way, some of which are now my closest friends.

Since about a year, I haven't loved it so much. Without going into any detail, I have been a miserable old cow for some time now, and enough had to be enough. And somehow, one year of feeling awful about work and reflecting this in all other aspects of life, came to an end in a decision that took me exactly 5 minutes and a bucket of Ben & Jerry's Peanut Butter Cup to make. 

It was a crazy and rash decision but most certainly a necessary one and the minute it was made I felt like a completely different person and a better one at that. So yes, I have a fair few things to think through, but ultimately I am going to enjoy being a lady of leisure for a little while. Besides, I think at the age of 29, maybe it's time to figure out what you want to do when you grow up. 

I can honestly say that I have no regrets or second thoughts as fair as calling it quits, but I will surely miss some of my lovely girls from the office who have been the most awesome colleagues and friends a girl could have wished for. And although one of these lovely ladies told me on my last day in the Wharf that people always say they'll stay in touch and they never do - she and the others are stuck with me.

Leaving drinks were hilarious but most definitely a tad sad and my soppiness only got worse the next day when my office partner in crime delivered a very funny and sweet leaving speech in the extremely Irish accent I've come to love (and be able to interpret almost perfectly!). This along with The. Best. Card. Ever. Not only due to the amazing cover, but all the adorable little notes and my very own leaving poem by our very own in house office Poet made not just my day, but my year.

Now how long before this lady of leisure starts climbing the walls...?

The most fabulous leaving card ever along with my super cool new leopard clutch!

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