Her boss had thought she was suffering from temporary insanity.
Edwin McDowell of McDowell, Jableki and Kline was never going to understand why a promising young CPA would resign from her position with one of the top accounting firms in Philadelphia.
She'd made a good salary, she'd enjoyed excellent benefits, and she'd even had a small window in her office.
Friends and associates had wondered if she'd suffered a breakdown. After all, it wasn't normal, and it certainly wasn't Rebecca's style to quit a solid, well-paying job without the promise of a better one.
But she'd given her two weeks' notice, cleared out her desk and had cheerfully walked out into the world of the unemployed.
When she'd sold her condo and then in one frantic week, auctioned off every possession she owned—every stick of furniture, every pot and pan and appliance—they'd been certain she'd gone over the edge.
Rebecca had never felt saner.
She owned nothing that didn't fit in a suitcase.
Impulse
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By Filip Maljkoviฤ from Pancevo, Serbia - Acropolis column, CC BY-SA 2.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=39962718
—This Is What I Learned
The Wall Street Journal recently reported that more people are taking a midlife career break and stepping away from normality to discover more about the world—and themselves.
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She was stronger. She was surer. She was freer. And she'd done it herself.
She could think of nothing she wanted less than to go back into someone else's firm, tallying figures, calculating profit and loss.
So she wouldn't. Rebecca sank into the chair as the thought struck home.
She wouldn't. She wouldn't go job hunting, carrying her resume, rinsing sweaty palms in the rest room, putting her career and life in someone else's hands again.
She'd open her own firm. A small one, certainly. Personalized.
Exclusive, she decided, savoring the word.
Why not? She had the skill, the experience, and—finally—she had the courage.
Impulse