Today (Tuesday) I handed in my resignation for a voluntary position I’ve held for over 11 years.
I’ll probably keep going through the motions for a few weeks or months, but only to get things ready to hand over to whoever will be my successor. At this stage I’m not sure who or when that will be.
This position has been a large part of my ‘identity’ within the photographic group I belong to, and its been a time-consuming and sometimes challenging (though mostly enjoyable) position. It’s almost as though I’m losing a part of myself, so I feel a bit sad and strange at the moment. It really does feel like the end of an era!
It was inevitable that I would resign at some stage, but it’s come more quickly than I expected. Although ultimately it’s been my choice, the catalyst was some strong public criticism from one individual, followed by an apparent lack of support from others involved in running the group.
It always surprises me when another person’s perception of who I am, and my motives, is so different to who I think I am, and how I come across to others.
My husband got a cross look when he suggested that now I’m not filling this role any more, I’ll get more housework done. He says he was joking. Ggrrr! He also suggested a few other (nicer) things I might get done, which included blogging, quilting and even getting into the darkroom again! 🙂
However those things might be a little while away, as I also have to put a work portfolio together within the next month.
I’ll be posting this later in the week, so the news of my resignation has a little time to filter through the ranks first.