Today, I breathed a huge sigh of relief.
Today, it finally dawned on me that this crazy plan of quitting a great and decently-paid job to move to Berlin on a hope and a prayer has finally got real.
And that’s because today, I told my manager, his manager, and her manager that I’m leaving.
Well, that’s not strictly true. I told my line manager and his manager on Friday, and they were both fantastic about it – saying I had done a great job of shaking up the team and making it far more communicative. They also said it was good for me for following a dream.
However, my department’s Director worked from home on Friday and, as he and I work quite closely together on a large project, I thought it was only fair to tell him to his face. That’s why I waited until today, Monday morning, to confess my plan to him. I was really dreading it, because I detest the feeling of knowing I’ve let someone down, but I was really pleasantly surprised and he took the news really well. He asked lots of questions about my plans, and offered some really valuable suggestions, too. It’s reactions like these that make me realise even more how lucky I am to have worked in such a brilliant company for my first job.
So I am now feeling much freer; quite literally like a weight has been lifted from my mind. And now I feel like I can really look forward to the plan, but also try and achieve some valuable goals before my last day on Tuesday 23rd March.