I quit my job today. Gave them my resignation letter. I’ve been here 14.5 years, but pretty unhappy for about 6 of ‘em. They taught me my career. I’ve known these people for an incredibly long time. And now I’m leaving them. “What can we do to keep you here?” really isn’t easy or satisfying to hear, regardless of how I feel about the company. I’m waiting to feel that great feeling of relief everyone tells me I’d feel. Instead, I feel sick.
I also turned down a job offer today. One offering me 12k more than I make now. 10 minute commute, great benefits, seem like really nice people. But it’s corporate. Really corporate. And they’re likely further behind in technology than my current company.
I accepted an offer from a very small firm, a 40ish minute commute away from where I live. A lateral move financially, but oh the promise! I’d be running the show. There are plans to hire at least one more developer within 6 months. Me managing. I call all the shots on what technology we use and how I want to develop. There’s potential to move into some sort of director or even partner position in a couple of years. But oh is it a risk! Buy my own health insurance, no 401K, a bit of a less stable environment… but no suits. No politics. No middle management. No performance goals. No couching how I feel or what I think in corporate-ease. No formal structure. Exact opposite of what I’ve known so far in my career. Kinda scary.
Fuck it, choose to choose, right? I’m too young settle for sitting down and shutting up amongst the suits. Right decision or not, it’s gonna be an adventure. Time to take a risk.
That’s been keeping me preoccupied and quieter than normal lately. Adult decisions are really fucking hard. But hey, at least I picked the gig that will give me the breathing room to keep blogging and mixing tapes throughout my work day.
Recently I posted a track here on my blog saying how it was the perfect October song - creepy and full of lurking darkness. A follower suggest I make a new themed mixtape and I agreed it was a good idea!
What are you running from? is my latest mixtape full of creepily wonderful tunes just in time for Halloween. Songs about ghosts and boneyards, devils and death, shadows and terror fill this mix, but you won’t find even a hint of “Monster Mash”. Now sure, I may have taken a little liberty with this “theme”, but I’m a big fan of coloring outside the lines. Still rocks as hard as it should.
As always people, show these artists some love. Buy a record, go see a show, get a Tshirt. How are they gonna feel the love if you don’t show it?
Hope you hear something new you dig! Download or head over to 8tracks to give it a listen. Enjoy!!
Big day here in Wisconsin. I’m off to vote in my first ever recall election! And then I’m gonna go sit in a park and drink wine while listening to a latin band full of horns and look for the fella handing out free beer cuz I’ll be sporting an “I voted” sticker. It’s how we do here ‘Sconnie.
Thanks to the humidity and the hours spent in a wicked hot kitchen, my hair is utterly unkempt. I look fresh from a romp. What’s a girl to do beside drop her shoulder and lean into it. Dangly earrings, black eye liner, cleavage and kitten heels and I’m out to see what this evening has in store. Happy Saturday, everyone.
There’s something about The Black Angels that makes me want to go without panties. There’s a strut that comes with a pantiless girl. Throw in a pair of heels and the effect is multiplied. The half-smile, half-smirk on her face proves she has a naughty little secret. The Black Angels is my soundtrack to such a strut.