I Resigned Today

I Resigned Today. No, I’m Not Retiring.

Yep. I resigned today.

Not because I’m tired. Not because I’m cashing in my chips and heading off to sip margaritas on some beach (though that doesn’t sound terrible). And definitely not because I’ve run out of gas.

I resigned because it was time.

Health and family — they’ve been knocking louder lately, and I’d be a fool not to answer. But the truth is, I’ve had a slow burn going for a while now. A sense that maybe I’ve outgrown the cage. Maybe the title, the meetings, and the corporate treadmill just don’t fit anymore.

So no, I’m not retiring. I’m not done. I’ve got too many personal endeavors still calling my name — projects that actually excite me instead of drain me. Ideas that have been sitting on the back burner for far too long. It’s time to give them the front seat.

This wasn’t a decision made in haste. It’s been brewing, simmering in that space between frustration and clarity. And today, I finally lit the match.

Some will say it’s brave. Others might call it reckless. But I just call it necessary.

I may be old, bold, and bald — but I’ve still got plenty of wind in my sails. And now, I get to chart my own damn course.

Stay tuned.

— Still Grumpy, Still Going — The Old, the Bold, and the Bald