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It was emotionally harder than I thought, considering I haven't actually been AT work since mid-September. I've been in limbo for so long with my job - maternity leave, my extended vacation/internal job search, and before that, the never-ending reorganization in my group.
But now it seems real and final, and the checks will stop coming. That's the scary part for me right now, even though I have some good leads on part-time consulting work. I've been earning at least spending money since I was 15. I've been supporting myself since grad school in 1996 (with a few noteworthy exceptions when I got into some crazy credit card debt in college).
My identity is not tied up in my job. But I do love saying I work for Microsoft. It's instantly recognizable (good or bad, you decide). It's got prestige. People dig Bill Gates.
I quit because I want more space in my life to do things - work a little, spend lots of unstructured time with the kids, craft a little (ok, a lot), keep our household running, exercise again.
So now I've got to work on my elevator/cocktail party speech. What is it that I do, exactly? How do I avoid saying "I used to be..." or dismissing what I do - "I'm home with the kids, for now".