Friday was my last day at work. They made my last week a good one. I thought I'd be able to accomplish a number of things on my to do list, but they made sure I had a number of social engagements to attend instead.
Wednesday, my clients orchestrated a goodbye luncheon for me. That act holds the top spot in my heart. They've been so kind of grateful since I announced my resignation 2 weeks ago. I feel like I'm often overlooked by them. I'm usually not the one they come back to see. By leaving before they did, I got attention. I wasn't after that, but it was nice. Of course, the leaders were the same people that talked to me during normal times but I also got to better know a few of the clients I hadn't spent much time with.
Thursday, Mia (Employment Specialist) invited me and the nursing student out to lunch since it was our last day together. She didn't pay. lol. We ate at El Patron. It was okay. They're definitely not my favorite Mexican restaurant but they're a popular choice.
Friday, the agency had my going away breakfast. I wasn't sure I was going to have an agency-sponsored event. They didn't e-mail the invitation until Wednesday. They never sent a formal message about my resignation. The people that I worked and talked with the most all attended. Many of them attended the one on Wednesday too. I feel that I had a good farewell. Except Bobbie didn't sign any of my goodbye cards. I'll always wonder why not.
And now, today begins the count down of my big move. Technically, yesterday was the start but I didn't get much accomplished. Play day. Below, you'll see how my living room looked when I woke up this morning.
My packed boxes corner:
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