Up at an Ungodly Hour...

So I am on call and I am refusing to put that in the title. I seem to put that in the title a lot "on Call' so I am not going to do it... refuse to do so.
But that is that...
Do you ever have one of those "ah-hah" moments? I think that I have had one but am not sure since it has been this gradual, hair-pulling, teeth-shattering, eyebrow plucking, painstaking slow realization but I THINK THAT I HAVE BEEN LIBERATED! (has to be in a different color and all) But it is quite liberating to think of these things
1. I am not long for this place.
2. Specifically I am not long for Philadelphia.
3. I am no good at academic medicine.
4. I can make gobs of money and be happy.
5. I am not wanted here.
6. I don't have to work with a certain someone for a whole year!

I think that I have a few more liberating thoughts but the not being here after December 2009 seemed the most free-ing of all and the thought that I might be making more than above the poverty line for a family of four is also quite stimulating as well. It is weird but financially it does not make any sense to continue this and a little birdie also told me so... particularly after I received a "not unless one of us dies" to a request for a possible job. Perhaps the cutting of one's losses and stop sacrificing is a good thing. No need to bring the whole family down with me a flame of glory...

Anyway, job hunt here I come and I did actually put on the letter that I would be available Jan 1st... Makes it more concrete.