So my new job was supposed to start next Monday, 12/8. I was getting more and more anxious about it. I don't like pharmacy work. I'm tired of authorizations. The money wasn't great. And it's a 90 minute commute, one way. I've been having nightmares about the drive (I am seriously not great in a car for long distances) and just dreading it.
So, with my husband's blessing, I quit before I even started. I emailed the temp agency recruiter, told her that due to everything I listed above, I just couldn't do the job. I apologized profusely, and they were very nice about it. I am shocked that my husband was so supportive. I know it's a lot on his plate, supporting a family of five when you have a bad back and want to get out of that truck. My job, until I find something good for me, is to be a good steward of his hard earned money and make sure all bills are paid, kids are fed, house is clean, and everyone healthy. It's a big (unpaid) job, and I take it seriously.
Yesterday, I spent a day at the life insurance office, doing cold calling and just soaking in the atmosphere. I am liking it more and more. Since nothing else is coming my way except for lowly temp jobs and minimum wage offers, I have a feeling I'll be doing this. I'm scared; it's a huge risk. But because Mr. R is working hard, and his busy season is coming up (February through June is his busiest time of year) he agreed that I should give the life insurance a whirl. Even if I suck and it's a bad choice, I'll be keeping my temp coding job and getting that experience too. I think this is a great compromise.
For the past 13 years, I supported my husband as he built his business. It was at job that I was good at, but bored and unfulfilled. Now it's his turn to do the same for me. I think that's what marriage is about; filling in where the other lacks, and vice versa.