what just happened

this weekend I decided to turn in my two weeks notice, and that I wasn't going to live in the apartment I am currently living in anymore. I have no idea where I am going to work, or live when my time is up. I'll figure all that out as I go, I have things and places to get me by. But I don't really know what is next. I'm kinda terrified, but I know this is the right decision. (well I think I do)

I prepare how I'm going to quite, and I am ready. I walk into work today, my plan was to clock in, sign in, go through staff meeting and then turn in my two weeks notice as I walked out to get in the van. I had it all rehearsed. And here's what really happened, I get to work, I walk in, I walk past the case manager's office and she says, "Tiffany after you clock in we're going to meet with Mr. Phil" (not to be confused with Dr. Phil). I say "Oh Crap" to myself and look at Brandon the other Street Outreach person (SOR), he knows nothing. I clock in, and we all hop in the van and speed off to Alabaster. Oh did I mention Shawn didn't come to work today... yeah.

We come out of the meeting being told we had different hours, and a few other things. I told them I was planning to quit, but I didn't know how this meeting was going to affect my quitting.

I now have to decide how that meeting affects my quitting. I'm pretty sure it doesn't matter. I don't think anything will change. except that if I continue this job, I won't see my friends ever... and I have to give up every regular babysitting job I have... which is a huge part of my income. Basically I do know exactly how it affects my decision but it doesn't mean I'm not still freaked out about how HUGE the decisions I made this weekend really are.