Quick breakdown: started new job six months ago (six-month probation period). F*cking hellish. Hated it, was making me physically ill as well as killing any confidence I had in my own abilities.
Went into work this morning, got asked in 'for a chat', effectively told my services were no longer required and to clear my desk and to clear my desk and go, as probation = no rights, essentially.
CONS: Have no job. Not especially looking forward to breaking the news to OH, who will be supportive, but I do feel as though I've let him down, which is weird, but there you go.
PROS: Relatively financially comfortable (enough savings to see me through a good few months, no mortgage, kids, debt etc) and confident enough of picking something up in my niche specialism pretty quickly. Never having to go into that hellhole and question my existence again.
I hadn't actually realised how much I hated it until I was driving home and actually felt physically lighter - as though an actual weight had been lifted off my shoulders.
So now I'm having a glass of wine, I realise it's barely luncthime, but hey, it's 5pm somewhere. 