Pre-Unemployment Daze
Funny how the world goes ’round. Everything I had touched turned to…well, you know. Now, as if by magic, things seem to be running smoother at work. Go figure. I took my cardboard box of stuff home last week to avoid any drama. I haven’t figured out how inanimate objects know when I’m not going to be around anymore, and how they rejoice, but such is life. I think I’m getting used to it by now.
I’m still working on jobs with as much motivation as I can muster, which admittedly isn’t much at this point. I am determined never to slam a door behind me because someday I might want to walk back through it. I feel like I’m leaving on good terms, even after all the brou-ha-ha I caused initially when I gave my notice a month ago. Everyone seems happy-go-lucky. Maybe they’re GLAD I’m leaving. 
Seriously, their environment will probably improve now that all my negative energy won’t be filling up the place. I told my boss that, but I don’t think he bought it.
Randy is taking Thursday and Friday off, in a show of moral support. Isn’t that awesome? Of course, I’m going to be hitting my studies full force on those days, as if I’m still at work. I plan on getting a job where I can work 7 a.m. to 4 p.m., so those are the hours I’ll do the course until I finish.
I had a very long report last night from an ESL (English as Second Language) doc. At least I was able to understand most of what she said. I think I understand the GI specialty a bit more, having had those kind of problems myself. 
I’ve rambled on enough. I’m wondering how much more coffee I can pour down myself before I’m awake. :yawn:
Make it a good day, and love each other! :hug:
