Leaping Without a Net

So I've made the decision to quit my job as a real estate agent. And as I've done so often in my life, I have only a hazy plan of what to do next. This is called leaping without a net.

This time though, I'm wearing a bungie cord.

Kat's income is enough for the household, including money toward retirement and savings. Knowing we're doing ok without my income makes it even more important for me to have a transition plan in place.

I put together a list of projects to shape my days for the next month:

• Make a list of all leads and clients, and decide whether to follow up or refer them.
• Work with Kat to make a plan for cost-saving and simplifying.
• Create a new budget for the rest of the year, subtracting expenses and projected income from real estate.
• Clear out and re-organize home office space.
• Work on Fumbling at Joy; re-purpose and polish it up. FaJ has been a toe in the blogging waters, and so far I like the temperature.
• Review manuscripts and query letters. After receiving several rejections, I had received positive feedback on a middle grade novel from a literary agent and an editor, though both ultimately chose not to take on the work. In spite of the positives, I lost the faith. My reaction to the manuscripts will tell me if I should renew it.

I will need to be disciplined about working these projects into my days. Now that I'm not at the office as much, I'm doing more household management and volunteer work. I know from before how just those two things can completely take over.

Now to tie up a loose end -- I did speak with my broker. He was of course gracious and gave me suggestions for how I might transition out. If he weren't such a great guy, I wouldn't have felt guilty about telling him I'm leaving. So there was nothing to worry about -- a lesson I have been taught many times and will continue to learn.

Quitting is Hard to Do

Today -- if I don't lose my nerve -- I will tell my broker that I am leaving real estate. I had hoped to lie low until the end of September, not pursuing leads but perhaps helping people into rentals, which is a short-term sort of thing. As independent contractors, agents aren't required to be in the office, and most of us work from our homes when we're not out in the field. BUT, I had started a 12-week leads-generation class which has five weeks left, and my broker is starting another class for newer agents and wants me to attend. I don't feel right pretending for another two months.

This morning I wrote at length in my journal, working out whether I've made the best decision. I still don't KNOW, but I feel more sure each day. Certain enough to have that talk with my broker, even though I dread it. I've been through much worse than this, so buck up! (I say to myself). The day will pass and evening will fall and Kat and I will have supper together and all will be well.