The first day of the rest of my life

I could have spent hours thinking up some smart title to this post, but the one posted works ok and is pretty decent at capturing the sense of wild excitement I been keeping somewhat at bay all day. How's that for a mouthful? In a more succinct sentence: I quit my job! Hallelujah! I can't believe how easy it was and how amazingly relieved I feel. Moreover, Mizzy deserves a happy mama. I am of course nervous about the financial ramifications, but am optimistic that Dave and I can work together to come up with a reasonable plan. There is really too much minutiae about the situation for me to describe here, but feel free to ask me about my quitting! I'd love to share!