It's 4:30 on November 23rd. The entire contents of my desk are sitting behind me packed in liquor boxes. I have about a million documents and photos from my computer transferred and saved on about a million disks (Okay, maybe, like, 10...But that seems like a lot...Because this computer won't write on the CDs I brought...). My desktop is completely clear, save for a calendar, a tape dispenser and my computer. I've said "This is my last day" no less than a hundred times today, to customers and coworkers from the main office. I'm tired from packing, the garbage is full, and I'm ready to go.
I have only a half hour left as an employee here. I don't really believe yet that I won't be coming back to this desk. I guess I'll realize it on Monday when I'm organizing the pieces of my life that was the bank. It's bittersweet, really. I'll miss it so much.
But I'm really excited.
So, I'm off to spend my last few minutes as a bank employee, then to spend this Thanksgiving Eve with my wonderful boyfriend.
Goodbye old job.
Hello new life.