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Four and a half months in fact. A whole season has gone by. Long and tedious days of working on a mega project will do that to you! But… change is a foot. I’ve kind of accelerated my goal of living without that full time company job. My rumbles of discontent grew to a deafening volume. I reached the point of enough!! I had a gutful and I’ve gone cold turkey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 13.0px Optima; margin: 8.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-indent: 18.0px;"&gt;Yep, I’ve quit my day job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 13.0px Optima; margin: 8.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-indent: 18.0px;"&gt;As you can imagine, there were more than a few reactions of surprise - from people that I worked with and for, family - but also heaps of support. For me, it was a must do. Starting this blog and not making a post in 3 months is symptomatic of the rest of my life. Phone calls unanswered. Friends that really should disown me because of my complete lack of attention. Paying others to do my housework and gardening. There has been no time for anything and I needed that to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 13.0px Optima; margin: 8.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-indent: 18.0px;"&gt;I must confess that this change has been in the wings for a while - a couple of years actually - and it is not the first time that I have quit my “day” job. I have been pretty aware of my values and what means something to me since I attended a seminar with Maggie Hamilton on her book “Love your work, Reclaim your life”. That was seven years ago. I still read bits of her book regularly. Thinking about what was important to me lead me to work with various companies and roles and eventually to my first escape attempt in 2009. I swapped a managerial job for a full-time PhD - a break away from the office to explore an area of interest and also the possibility of a different kind of work-life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 13.0px Optima; margin: 8.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-indent: 18.0px;"&gt;For several reasons - I returned to the corporate project world. Concerns about security. Keeping up with the Joneses. My love of shopping! And travel! The need to have an income. I was scared to jump out of the engineer box that I fit neatly into. Truthfully, I was worried about what other people would think. But as I found out - if you don’t love it, it’s just not sustainable. At least not for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 13.0px Optima; margin: 8.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-indent: 18.0px;"&gt;Working in my previous job showed me the importance of being interested and absorbed in what you do each day. It really highlighted that I want to take the time to pursue my interests - in transitions and choices that people make in their work life, particularly of the careers that women in engineering and other “non-traditional” professions carve out for themselves. I’m going to take some time to focus on progressing my PhD. I’m also doing a small amount of work at the university. I’m making time to catch up with forgotten and neglected family and friends (oh… and housework. Occasionally.) I’m grabbing this opportunity to carve out my next direction with both hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 13.0px Optima; margin: 8.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-indent: 18.0px;"&gt;A couple of weeks in to this new world and I can safely say that I have not thought back to that job once. 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