And so it begins

You guys.. I did it. I quit my 9 to 5 (yikes.) Yesterday was the beginning of my last two weeks with a company that was for so long such a big part of my life. It was my first job moving to San Diego and this month marked my 4 years there. Some of you may not know this, but I used to write a lot about coffee. I worked as a barista for many years then managed retail locations here in SD. You see coffee was my first love and together we’ve done a lot of pretty cool things. And so after about a decade in the industry I’m passing on the portafilter and it really feels like the end of an era. When I turned in my resignation letter, I cried. I didn’t realize how hard it would be and how personally and emotionally invested I was in my team. It was hard.

And now I think it’s really hitting me. That at the end of the month I’m no longer their mama bear. That makes me sad. But also really happy to invite a new path in and pursue this career that’s been keeping me awake at night. It’s bittersweet but I can’t imagine not going after something I feel so strongly about.

My good friend Chris told me that change is hard no matter how good it is. Though I’m so stoked on my new venture, I’ll forever miss the coffee world.