Jetboy,
Thanks for the support. I've got a seniority number at a major (the so called golden ring) but it probably won't be paying the bills for a few years. They say it's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all, but I'd be keeping a roof over my family's head from the left seat of an ERJ right now if I never left my old job.
I don't regret the choices I made and am glad everyday that I made it there, but it wasn't everything it's cracked up to be even before 9/11. Same $h!t, Different Airline is an understatement. After working my butt off for almost ten years and all the risks and sacrifices it took, in the end it's just a job. When you make it to the biggies, if that is your desire, be prepared for the hangover effect. After achieving the seemingly unattainable goal, it's easy to feel "unfulfilled" and "What now?" It's probably similar to mountain climbers when they finally climb Everest, they don't just go home and hang up their gear. I guess the trick is to find other goals to reach for and diversify your interests. I've just been too busy trying to make it through probation and now I've got to find a new career.
Don't get me wrong, the money is way better and the workload and lifestyle is far easier than the commuters and probably tons more so than fractionals (never been there), but I often missed the excitement of ten legs a day in the BE1900. The Bus is a great plane, but sometimes I felt more like a computer programmer than a pilot. Maybe you RJ pilots felt the same way when you made the jump from turboprops to jets. The point is if you got a great job doing what you love, that's all that really matters.
Rudedog