Why I Quit my Job

As a blogger I feel like I have a responsibility to my readers to be honest and somewhat open with my life.  Obviously there are some things I keep to myself, but if I am comfortable telling my friends and family certain things I should be willing to post about it here, right?  Well, almost 3 months have passed without me writing about an important life event: quitting my job.  At first I was too busy to sit down and write a lengthy post breaking down the reasons I quit and pondering how we will fare financially, especially since David also quit his job to finish his degree (oh, did I not mention that?).

Today is the day I sit you all down and explain my reasoning for quitting a perfectly good job.  After you read this, I am sure some will judge me and wonder what is the matter with me.  I know some friends and family don’t understand, but that’s okay.

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Those of you who know me in real life are likely aware of my struggle to find gainful employment since graduating college in 2010.  There was a stretch where I was unemployed for 8 months, even though I was applying for jobs and earning interviews.  I prayed constantly for a job and was really confused when I was turned down for several that I thought would be perfect.  Through a career counselor I came across a job at the grocery store near my house.  The position was for a cashier with the intent on training for supervisor after 4 months.  I reluctantly accepted the job since I really had no other options.

At first I enjoyed working there.  It was a new environment but I learned the tasks quickly and liked my coworkers.  It wasn’t a great job, but it was okay. And the really good thing about it was that I only had to drive 5 minutes to get there!  After I became a supervisor I started disliking the job. I felt like I wasn’t appreciated and the store could have been run a little better.  I remember I was closing one night with a man in another department who also went to the same church as I.  We began talking about work and he said he has been there for 30 years, even though he prayed that God would give him a better job.  He said since God has kept him working at this store there must be a reason.

What my coworker said really hit home with me.  God had answered my prayer for employment, even though it was less than desirable in my opinion. But who was I to complain?  I was working 25 hours a week, didn’t have a long drive and got along with my fellow employees. After that conversation I realized maybe God has me at this job for a reason.  I may never know purpose was but once I accepted that, work became easier to handle.

In the spring of this year I became increasingly restless with my job. I wondered what it would be like to quit how David would feel about it.  He knew I was unhappy with work and agreed that I was being treated with respect. Around this time David had decided to go back to university and get his degree.  I had shared my desire to leave my job but we never really decided what I’d do.  I prayed about it, because quitting is not something to be decided impulsively!

Here are the reasons I quit:

  • I was not treated respectfully by my superior even though I was a supervisor
  • The scheduling was not fair and there was nothing I could do about it
  • Around the time I started this job I began working a second job at the library and they offered me more hours and my own schedule in the summer
  • Work was keeping me from family, friend and church activities since I had shifts nearly every weekend
  • I felt like my time was up at this job

The last point may be a bit of a head scratcher…allow me to explain.  Previously I felt like God had me at this job for a reason.  Well, at this point I felt like God no longer needed me to be there.  What made me feel this way?  I am not a confrontational person, nor do I like to cause a scene, make people uncomfortable or risk people disliking me.  Yet I had the courage to walk into my boss’s office and give my notice.  Even though I’d be working at the library more it didn’t make up for the hours at the grocery store.  And David would be going back to school when my library position ended.  But I had peace knowing that this is what God intended for me to do and we would just have to trust him to provide for us.

I have tried to explain this to people and while they nod and smile I know they don’t fully understand, but it’s okay.  I don’t expect everyone to agree with my choice, but if they had the kind of faith I do, maybe they could see why it was the right thing for David and I.  Leaving my job has been great!  David quit his job in the middle of June so we could work on projects at home and help his parents with house work.  I’ve been able to spend more time on housekeeping and with family as well. I have absolutely no regrets about leaving my job!  We trusted God to provide for us and he has!

Come September, my contract at the library will be finished.  David will be in school full time, and I will go back to being unemployed.  But I am actually looking forward to it!  I have a small Etsy shop that I plan to stock with knit scarves I make, so that will help me stay busy but also provide a small income.  All the flower and veggie gardens need to be prepared for winter; I want to try “freezer cooking”; time will be spent catching up with friends; my position as a youth group leader will resume.  But most importantly, I can resume the role I have been longing for: homemaker. I truly believe that my calling in life is to be the best wife and keeper of the home that I can.  Hopefully that includes being a mother someday, but right now my priorities should be taking care of my husband and home in a way that honors God.

 

This post was not meant to convince you all to quit your jobs, no.  It was intended to share with you something important that happened in my life with the hope that you might open your heart to what God has to say if you are in a state of limbo with your job.  Maybe you are meant to be at that job for 30 years, like my coworker.  If so, keep that in mind always and do your job with a joyful heart.  If you are like me and were praying so hard for a job but not seeing any prospects, I hope you will continue to pray and listen. As always, I welcome comments and questions about this or anything else I may have mentioned.

 

About Christina

20-something; rural dwelling; wife to David; homeowner; pretty good cook; wearer of skirts; friend to all cats.

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