Why am I giving up a career that’s taken me 7 years to build up? It’s a good question and one that has been eating me up inside for months. My salary has given me a pretty fancy lifestyle and a huge amount of financial freedom. I have always prided myself in being a women who could have it all, a corporate job that most people would give their right arm for, 2 beautiful children, a strong marriage and a great social life, but this life has been run on a very carefully planned out schedule with no room for change. When I returned to work after Harry he settled well into his nursery and both sets of parents helped out with childcare too. Lee and I were able to split the drop off and pick ups and our balancing act worked pretty well.There was never a rush in the morning as you just dropped him off whenever you needed and any early meetings were covered by the fact the nursery opened at 7.30am. Now fast forward to today with the inclusion of the beautiful Charley-Rose and things have truly gone ‘tits up’. Now I have 2 children in 2 different locations daily on totally different time schedules, a husband who works away during the week and both sets of parents who through no fault of their own can’t always help me. In true Becci style, I have been gritting my teeth, pretending everything is o.k and totally winging it day by day. There is only so long you can do this for though and slowly but surely the cracks have appeared ( mainly on my face ). Giving up this job will break my heart, I have worked for 7 years with these wonderful people and as stressful as it can be at times I feel like I am walking away from my second family. There is also the money. I work 4 days a week and the money is good. I am going to miss the money nearly as much as the people but I am not going to miss the knot in my stomach that has caused me to get into the shower each night and cry into the running water from sheer exhaustion, wondering how I am going to get through the next day or of late get through another night with a toddler who won’t sleep.
So what now? This is the scary bit. I have just invested £1,800 ( It still makes me want to faint writing it ) on the Creme De La Creme of Social Media Management Courses with Digital Mums ( have a nosy here) , my blog is ticking over nicely enough to give me a bit of pocket-money and I have a few other things up my sleeve ( watch this space ). For the foreseeable future, I am going to be poorer than a church mouse and yesterday I went through my designer handbag & shoe collection to make a bit of extra money ( It was like choosing which child to sell ) but I feel like this is a positive step forward. I am under no illusion that this is going to be hard work and sadly our planned Summer holiday has had to be put on hold because we simply can’t afford it until I have finished my course and set myself up as a Freelance Social Media Manager but we will make do and this summer Fleetwood Beach will our South of France ( Click to see us this time last year ) and I will have fun writing about how to live on a budget ( weeps into her the remains of her expensive bottle of gin ) but sometimes you have to take life by the balls and take a chance. My present life while cash-rich is sucking the soul out of me. Is it going to work? Am I going to regret giving up my fancy job? Who knows? Only time will tell, but I know if I don’t try I will regret it for the rest of my life.
Comment below if you dream of leaving your day job or if you have already left your 9-5 and it’s been the best/worst thing you ever did.