It's official - and I'm officially kind of scared

I stop being a reference librarian at the end of this month. I'll still be teaching legal research and writing, so it's not like I'll be falling off the face of the earth or anything as far as the school is concerned, but this is a major change that lowers my income (and teaching LRW only recoups part of that loss) while giving me more time to write, sleep, and try to do yoga with some kind of regularity. I think it's good for me in the long run, but I've relied heavily on that money (being both direct deposit and the secure knowledge that the check will be good) frequently. As in that was food money. So, I have a little higher salary, and the LRW gig, but I'm still, let's be blunt: pretty fucking scared.

But I'm also pretty fucking tired, and enough is enough. Something had to give, before I broke completely.

I expect I'll spent September - December immersed in teaching, and sleeping, and then around January will awaken to oh-god-worse-poverty, writing time, and, if need be, cashing out a 401(k) to pay down some debt. We'll see. I survive. I survive. But I want to do more than just survive. I want to fly, dammit. When do I get that?