I love putting up a winning score. 😉
COUNTDOWN TO FREEDOM
Just FIVE days more of the polyester blues.
It’s really starting to hit me now. I am going to leave this place. OHMYGOODNESS!!! I feel a strange panic. Why am I leaving? It’s time. But what will I do? Something better.
I am going to miss a lot about that place. I love the job I do. I love the challenge of it. I like the repetition. I don’t like the idiocy, but what can you do?
I am going to miss the people SO MUCH. I saw my most favorite guy tonight and asked him if he was going to miss me. He hadn’t heard, I guess, about me leaving and he kept asking WHY. In the end, he gave me the biggest hug. I felt sad! I’m going to miss him most. I need to tell him that.
And I will miss my dinner mates, Debbie and Vickie. I plan on keeping in touch with them though, so hopefully we are in each other’s lives just the same. I will miss Kristine. I took the Desk from her. She taught me well. We talk about Hollywood and baseball and I will miss those conversations while I’m pulling files. But I will definitely keep in touch with her too.
Next week is going to be difficult, I think. I can see myself storing up the sensation of being there. The files, the phones, the crappy computer, the staples, the post-its, the stale air in the office, the nasty smell in the halls.
This time next week, my locker will be empty…
