I quit my job. As I write this, I am one hour and 27 minutes away from never coming back.

At that point I will, basically, be unemployed – taking care of my Grandpa full-time and writing my first novel.

For me, this goal means using my time to the fullest – writing as much, as well, and as often as I can; and publishing everything so that I don’t have to go back to work. I know that, technically, writing is work (and HARD work, whether you believe it or not); but it’s also so damn fun.

I’m all aquiver with the idea of never doing this 9-5 garbage again. You poor suckers!

Heh, just teasing… I’m not out of it yet, I’m just standing on the sidelines, hoping the Coach doesn’t call me back into the game.