
Today was gorgeous. Sunny, breezy, and low-mid 70's. A perfect spring day to spend outside. A month ago I was still on the schedule at my second job for today. Last fall I started really dreading my weeks when I knew I had a 6 day work week. I also began to take on more responsibility with my primary job, including coming in on weekends just to get caught up. And obviously, my primary job takes priority. But I also hated missing social events and beautiful Saturdays and having to wake up earlier on Saturdays than I do during the week. I missed being able to have a lazy Saturday, run errands, or even clean and be productive around the apartment. And then we got Bailey and I hated not being able to hang out with her on Saturdays as well. My 2nd job was really great money, and only 1 Saturday a month, but to me, right now at least, I value my time over any money I would make. I resigned last month and don't have a single regret.
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