I quit this evening.
Earlier than I thought I would--but, I just had to.
It was so hard.
Things have turned so nasty with Mr. & Mrs. R. and I ... and that's what saddens me most. That it became nasty.
I leave town tomorrow morning to visit my grandparents. I return next week. I only have 5 babysitting days left with the girls.
I'll miss the incredibly. I've grown up with them--I've been with them for 7 years.
Seven years is a damn big chunk of my life.
I'm incredibly sad. Mother Nature must have sensed that because it's raining hard here. It's comforting.
I don't have a new job yet.
I feel guilty to you guys for quitting for the ridiculous reason that I feel like I owe you funny nanny stories. That sentence didn't make sense, but whatever. I'm sorry, guys. Hang on with me while I try to figure out what next will come in my life. Another nanny job? Starbucks? Sitting at home on my butt every day until August? (That would make for excellent blogging material, I know--The Life and Times of a Lazy Butt.)
I'm going to sit back for a while now. Forgive me if I don't comment on your blogs. I'll be back soon--hopefully with a new job. Stay tuned.