Resigned.

I turned this letter, along with my scrubs, into the clinic today.

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Dear [various personnel],

After much internal debate, it is with regret that I tender my resignation from the position of Licensed Veterinary Technician at X Clinic, effective as soon as you deem reasonable. I have enjoyed working for XC and have no ill will in my departure. I thank you so much for the opportunities offered at the practice over the last three months, and I hope that we are able to work together sometime in the future.

Sincerely...

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I thought I would feel horrible and guilty, but honestly, all I feel is peace. It's what I needed to do emotionally. It's what I should have done months ago. I've been thinking and praying for days, and it's what I think God wanted me to do. Otherwise, I don't think I'd feel this much peace about it.

I have my reasons, many of them, and some people have heard them. But in the end it's where I need to be right now, for myself and for my family.

ETA: I loved the clinic, I loved the people and clients, I loved everything about that. I just wasn't a good fit for what they needed. I want to clarify that--it's important for those who knew which clinic I was at to know that they are still amazing in my book, and there is really no ill will on either of our parts. They're great. My resignation was personal, not because of them.

Failed

I failed miserably at photoblogging. Sorry, folks. It just doesn't seem to be my forte, following along with a daily ritual outside of the essential, "must be dones."

I'm sure my 9 readers are tired of the subject, but in looking at the most recent unemployment statistics, Jackson's had a 68% increase in unemployment from May 2008 to May 2009. Fan-damn-tastic.

Have had a nice independence day. We had a picnic lunch in the park with some friends, and Tessa came home the grub-monster. She's having a quick bath before we head off to my grandparents' house. I made my diabetic grandpa some sugar-free dessert--it's good for the rest of us too. We were going to go to fireworks but I just found out Brooklyn held theirs last night. Oh, well, it's cold out today anyway. ETA: we got to see Brooklyn's fireworks after all, it was Lake Columbia Grandma had heard going off. They were pretty.

I had a really bad 90 day review at the vet clinic. Nothing against me personally, just a lack of skill that hasn't come up as quickly as any of us thought it would. I've got another 30 days there, then we'll reassess and decide whether I should stay on. Part of me doesn't want to, but I feel as though I must--that's what my degree is in and that is what is helping pay the bills right now, if I don't give it everything I've got then I've really failed. I think that if I left now it would be less stressful for me but that I'd always hate myself a little for not putting it all out there and giving it everything I got. I figure if I still suck in 30 days and they let me go, at least it wouldn't be because I left. Again, going with what people expect of me. So much for being a risk-taker.