Today is Tuesday, January 12, 2010. I quit my job at the local preschool last Thursday afternoon. It was an unpleasant departure and the feelings of doubt and second-guessing myself are still pretty constant.
I don’t regret my decision. I would do it again. But I feel badly for not having been able to resolve the problems. Frankly, I don’t know if I could have. I gave it two good tries and failed.
My honey says I need to get over it and move on. He thinks I’m over-analyzing and worrying needlessly.
So, I wonder, am I allowed to be happy then?