I quit my job today without having another job locked down to jump into. Which means that I must respectfully disagree with the Catholic Church's clarification that there's no such thing as Limbo, because I think I'm living there right now.
I ought to feel overjoyed, but right now the stress of not having everything on the Other Big Announcement carved in stone technically means I'm just another unemployed schlub. And that's not a good feeling.
So I'm putting my jubilation on hold for hopefully just a few days, and instead am embarking on a stress-eating binge the likes of which haven't been seen since Kirstie Alley met Jenny Craig.
Hopefully I'll have more to report next week, either that I've got a great, fantastic, wonderful Big Announcement to make, or that I've just made the biggest mistake of my life and am rescinding my quitting.
Either way, Limbo's going to have to stay open at least a bit longer, because it doesn't look like I'm leaving for a few days.