3 weeks

So after 7 or so years in the graphic design/ print industry, I've decided to step out and work for a local animal rescue and hospice starting September 1st. I realized that I needed to do something else... something that excites me and leaves me feeling good at the end of the work day.
I've hit the point where I can't stand the city and its residents any more. The smell, the sights, the traffic, EVERYTHING in the city has started to bother me. I need to get out of here so I can once again appreciate Charm City and its potential to be a beautiful place.
People come in and spend so much energy worrying about their signs and projects - I want to shout at them "This is NOT IMPORTANT! There are so many other things in life and the world you should be worrying about!" I recognize the fact that it's always been like this and these people have to/like to worry about this stuff. I've just lost interest and I personally don't care about this field anymore. It's not satisfying for me. I could elaborate on things that piss me off regarding this particular organization, but really, it's not worth it. Why burn bridges? I stuck around here for more than five years and tolerated things as long as possible. I'm just going to another place to grin and bear it somewhere else... where it's more worthwhile - at least in my eyes. No place is perfect... As much as we wish it were. I will miss the people I've worked with here though... Hopefully we all stay in touch!
I have lost the passion I once had for this job and I am ready to apply it to something (and some little furry beings) that can really benefit from my hard work and dedication. I honestly could give a flying sh_t. :)
It's going to be messy, stinky and sad at times, but I can't wait! I am so excited to make a living while helping animals (it helps that it's less than 3 miles from my home too). It has always been a love of mine and I'm thankful that I've been given this opportunity to break out into the animal welfare field. I've been instructed by a friend to wear my "heart armor" because I'm going to see some "sad puddins"... Loss of an animal is never easy, but knowing that you are key in keeping them comfortable and happy in their last few months/days/hours of their lives must feel amazing!
I did the proper thing and gave 3 weeks notice... Let me just say, This is the LONGEST three weeks I have experienced EVER! I'll be sure to post updates once I start this new job...