I chose sanity. I did it. I resigned from work. I figured out our bills and realized we won't go bankrupt if I left. Money will definitely be tight, but I couldn't bare going in there again. So last night I had a long discussion with Dan, and he gave me the green light. I realized that I had to leave when Dan had told me he was going to drop me off at 7:30 am because he needed to go to DMV (I wasn't in until 11), and I threw a fit. If it hadn't been so late in the night, I think I would have broken everything in sight. No job is worth me freaking out about, especially flipping out on Dan. I think he then realized how miserable I actually was, and told me to resign. I was so relieved when he said those words to me.
So, this morning I typed up my letter of resignation, and printed out a bunch of copies of my resume. After the flat tire incident (which of course I took it as bad sign), I dropped off Dan at DMV and drove to work. When I got there, I was beginning to think that maybe I was making a bad decision. But then, I heard somebody's sales pitch and I knew I was going to be ok. I was extremely happy that I wasn't going to answer any more calls. I said goodbye to everybody, and was off on my way. My supervisor was very nice and said I could use her as a reference. She knew I wasn't going to be there for much longer.
There you have it folks. I'm going to have to bite the bullet for a while. I'll see if I get a job anywhere in the meantime. Decisions like these are hard to make. I hope that my decision to resign doesn't hurt us financially too much. Then again, we spent six months without either one of us having a job. We survived that situation. I have hope that we'll also survive this.