On May 29 I turned in the keys to my old job and turned towards a new one:
Chief Bargain Hunter
(And Domestic Fiscal Administrator)
Fancy fun-sounding names aside, I was scared shitless. I had just walked away from a good-paying job (sort of) and unabashedly cut our income stream in half. Was I crazy?
Fortunately, I had run the numbers before making my exit, and figured out that even though I was doubling our income with my job, I was also making us miserable in the process.
As a Property Manager, I was responsible for the success or failure of the portfolio I managed, and I took that responsibility seriously. My first month on the job averaged 16-18 hour days 7 days/week, including holidays. I drank so much Starbucks coffee during that time I qualified for their gold card within 2 weeks. I was literally running on passion, caffeine, and an unwillingness to fail.
As time went on, my workload lessened slightly, and I was able to take one day off per week. This became my "household chores day" when I would madly do laundry, clean house, wash dishes, etc. Fun way to relax, huh?
This continued for about 6 months, with both my husband and I becoming more and more miserable, and our bank accounts never growing substantially like we had planned.
One night I sat down and calculated what we were currently spending vs. what we would spend if I weren't working. When all was said and done, we could easily live off of one salary and still have a decent amount left over for savings each month. If I could increase my cooking and reduce or eliminate pre-made foods, I could reduce our food budget and increase our savings even more.
The plan for exit was made. 6 weeks later I fired my boss and became CBH of our household.
The adventure had begun!
Oh, I love the statement: 'I fired my boss..."!
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