Well it's official. I quit my job. In two weeks, I'll be jobless but happy. I'll finally be with my hubby and pups after three? four months? It's time, job or no job.
So I'll finally be leaving my parents' home and making it BR for good. Not leaving Sunday to come back to P-ville with my heart breaking. And I'm freaking excited! I can handle being a house-wife... surely... can't be that hard with no babies just puppies who have cages. I know how to clean, I just don't like to but I can handle a tiny apartment. And cooking - sure I can figure it out again.
*sigh* It will be just good to be home. Now to make the next 11 days, fly (though I only have 8 days of work assuming I have no job interview before that)
