An Experiment in Scotch

So, as it turns out, my bitch­ing about my self-review was unnec­es­sary. Mon­day, Octo­ber 22nd, I quit my job. I actu­ally almost did it the Fri­day before but wanted to make sure I wasn’t mak­ing a rash deci­sion (as if detest­ing each minute you spent at work for the past 4 months could ever be con­sid­ered rash). My ex-company typ­i­cally takes your two week notice and then walks you out the door as a secu­rity pre­cau­tion while still pay­ing you for that two weeks. How­ever, because I had been employed there for well over 7 years, they kept me around both to pick my brain for two straight days and to give me the chance to leave on my own terms.

So, my last day was this past Wednes­day. I don’t have a job, don’t have plans for get­ting a job soon and couldn’t be hap­pier with that deci­sion right now. Yes­ter­day was hang­over recov­ery day from the last day party after work and today I’ve just been run­ning errands and work­ing in the yard. Start­ing Mon­day, I’m going to begin work on some projects here at home, get­ting my cod­ing chops back into place and learn­ing some new technologies.

The plan right now is to take 6–12 weeks off and see what I can develop at home. If it doesn’t work out, I’ll find a job in December-ish. I’m think­ing about start­ing up a blog just for chron­i­cling my jour­ney but not sure if I really need ANOTHER blog. In the mean­time, I’ll post updates here semi-frequently about the journey.