Do you ever make decisions based on how much happiness it will bring you? Or are your choices based on practicality?
The older I get, the more I find myself inching towards that practicality line. Making choices based on being rational and thinking over the outcomes. But then there is a small part of me that always wants to take the happy choice. And sometimes I allow myself to make it.
Today I have confirmed my last day of teaching with VIPKID. For the last two months, it really has been a bit of a rollercoaster of a ride with them. When I started it was great. I had almost all my time slots filled for the first two weeks. I’m not sure if they promoted me as a new teacher or something, but they were all full. I didn’t mind getting up early to teach since I didn’t have anything else going on.
Then it just stopped. For the last 5-6 weeks, I have been so slow. Getting maybe one class booking per day. Friday’s I usually have two. But I never teach every single day. This week I started off with one class every day, but then Thursday cancelled, Friday switched to two classes, now it’s back down to one. I’m only going to be teaching 3 classes all week. When I looked at my bookings for next week and saw that I only have two, even after bringing up the issue with the company, I have decided to call it quits.
Sure I like the fact that I am up early and getting things done, but now it’s starting to affect my life in other ways. I’m tired all the time. And when I’m tired, my patience runs a little thin. Last night, one of the kids I take care of was so over the moon excited for a soccer game. Singing, dancing, not listening, not getting ready. But genuinely happy. I’ve never seen them like that before. Just so excited. And it grated every single last nerve I had. The more tired I am, the more little things annoy me.
So I have decided to make a choice to make myself happy. I quit. I gave my two weeks notice and will be done as of December 30th. Getting up every day at 6:30 am, being tired and cranky, all for $40 a week? No thank-you.
Next year is the year where I put happiness first!
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays – *Nsync. For once, the Pentatonix version just doesn’t cut it!
Hark! The Harold Angels Sing – ooo listen to that organ!