The Working Momma

Today is my last day at my current job.  It isn’t my official last day, I still have a few days of vacation that I am going to take to wrap up the year.  I know, a last day on a Monday.   That seems weird to most people but there were a couple of reasons for why I did it that way.  My boss and the chick that has the office next to me, namely.  They won’t be back from vacation then so I won’t have to ruin my last day with seeing them.  Oh the joy!

Otherwise, it is a sad day for me.  As horrible as things have been at my job lately, there are quite a few people that I have really enjoyed working with.  They have become my dysfunctional family of sorts.  I doubt they will miss me as much as I miss them but there is always that possibility.  I would like to think that I have made a difference there even if it is in some small way.  I would like to think that I will be remembered and thought of fondly.  Most of all though, I hope that management realizes how much I did once I am gone and realizes the mistake that they made.  Yeah, like that’s going to happen.

It has been a rough half of the year and one which I don’t want to have to repeat any time soon.  The stress that we (my family & I) have been through has been astronomical.  So many unanswered questions.  So many uncertainties.  Thankfully that is all gone and it is time to move on to something better I hope.  I will miss working in the plant and having the Operations guys to bullshit with but things just weren’t meant to be there.  I held my head high and I can honestly say that I handled the whole situation with maturity and grace.  I am proud of myself, as well I should be.