Hello, my name is Kelly Gurnett, but you can call me Cordelia. I’m a freelance writer/editor/blogger and a recent escapee from the 9 to 5, and I am officially calling it quits.
What exactly am I calling it quits to?
To living on autopilot. To structuring my world around other people’s schedules and other people’s expectations. To resigning myself to a 9 to 5, bottom-line, lather/rinse/repeat life.
And especially to the notion that that’s “just the way things are.”
When I was little, I had this recurring dream where I woke up one morning to find myself in someone else’s life. (This was most likely caused by my fondness for Quantum Leap.) I’d have to try to get through the day without tipping anyone off to the fact that I was actually an imposter. It was a little scary, but also a pretty cool adventure.
In late 2011, I realized I’d been waking up feeling more and more like I was doing that exact thing. Only it wasn’t really an adventure, and it definitely wasn’t cool. It was just depressing. I’d always imagined I’d be a writer/editor/journalist, and things were going smoothly in that direction until I hit college and went crazy. When I emerged, degree in hand but not much else, I shuffled off to a 9 to 5 existence I always swore I’d never have because…well, I didn’t know what else to do.
I was miserable. Like clinically, about-to-drive-my-car-into-a-guardrail miserable. It scared the shit out of me.
So, I did what anyone would do in this situation, and decided to start a blog after watching Julie & Julia one day and figuring I had nothing to lose. (True CCIQ origin story.) Over the course of two and a half years, I slowly worked my way up the blogosphere while building my side hustle as a freelance writer and editor. (See here for the full journey.) It wasn’t easy, but for the first time in a long time, I felt like my life was “mine” again—and it was something I liked.
But I didn’t want to stop there. Because quitting my job was a goal I wouldn’t reach right away, and because once the self-improvement, lifestyle-design bug bit me, I was hooked. So, I set myself on a mission to learn to live deliberately. To make intentional choices, to live an intentional life, and to try to make each day just a little bit closer to the life I’d like to live.
That’s where my “Quits” come in.
This blog documents my attempts to rid my life of the things that don’t matter and focus more on the things that do. My Quits are my official calling of “Shenanigans!” on anything that doesn’t make the cut for an awesome life.
Over the years, I’ve quit everything from compulsive email checking to whoring out my dream (and, of course, to the day job). You can check out the full list of everything I and my readers have quit here.
Of course, there’s been lots of other posts interspersed throughout these, but the Quits are the glue that holds it all together. If you want to be a Quitter, too (all the cool kids are doing it!), click here to download my spiffy free ebook that will help you do just that.
Who am I? I’m just a conformity-hating, challenge-loving, fight-the-power girl who’s on a journey to live every day a little better than the last.
I’m 30(mumble,muble)something, I live in Buffalo, New York (insert snow jokes here), and my days consist of tending to my awesome writing and editing gigs from the glorious comforts of my own home. I enjoy caffeine, bourbon (it makes me feel like classy gentleman from the ’20s), outcasts, dreamers, and good, quality snark. Preferably in combination.
Some random, get-to-know-me tidbits:
- I have a husband, a house, and two adorable (and very spoiled) dogs. In spite of these facts, I refuse to call myself an “adult.”
- I like things neat and orderly. I get inordinate amounts of joy from things like junk drawer dividers and closet organizers. It’s not easy to keep this compulsion up while being a hustler, but that doesn’t stop me from trying.
- I do both the regular and the “commuter” crossword puzzles in my local paper. I secretly like the commuter one better because it’s meant to be finished in 5 minutes and always makes me feel really smart.
- I like watching bad reality TV and feeling much better about my own life afterward. I am not ashamed of this.
- I do not like getting up early, grocery shopping, or people who think I should have upgraded my furry children for real children by now. I am not ashamed of this, either.
- I would love to hear from you!