Today is my last day at work. It's not like it's a surprise or anything...but it still snuck up on me. Or maybe, that's just denial. It seems like yesterday that I walked into this office for the first time. While here - I've had six different managers (and we won't even talk about the number of restructures that happened), watched people come and go...and some come back again, seen families grow, and people die.
I know that I'm going to be a freaking mess for part of the day. I got two voicemail messages from customers on Thursday that brought me to tears, they were so nice. I'm an emotion- based person. I do NOT excel at saying good-bye. Today will be full of good-byes. From a few more customers. Calls from far-away co-workers. An email or two asking for my contact info. A last minute visitor dropping by while I pack the last of my stuff.
I warn people that don't like hugs...DO NOT COME NEAR ME!! I may hug you within an inch of your life. And I'll probably cry while I do it.
But I'm hoping for a few moments of levity today too. A chance for a few more sarcastic comments, jazz hands and talk of off-the-wall customers.
And...I'm holding my breath while I wait for the going away present that my old boss (still with the company) always joked about. A brand, spanking new puppy to add to my herd. What?!?! I shouldn't hold my breath?