My job consisted of creating fake jobs/applications for people to fill out. If they "qualified" for the fake job we sold their information to some company looking for people looking for nursing/plumbing/whatever jobs. If they didn't qualify, we sold their information to schools looking for nursing/plumbing/whatever schools. With so many people needing a job right now, I felt really bad wasting their time with this kind of crap.
It was hard to quit, Dave had to give me several pep talks, and we had to go to the temple the night before. But I feel good about the decision now that it's made. It will be best for our family in the long run. So for the first time since I was 14, I don't have a job indefinitely (since I was 11 if you count my paper route). It's a really strange feeling knowing I don't plan to work for a while.
But it's good too. The house will not be constantly a mess (as it was last week). We will have real food on the table at night (not frozen dinners). We will have our laundry washed and put away ever Wednesday. I might even find the time to plant some bulbs in the front of the yard. Crazy, I know. But most of all, I get to spend every day with this guy: