It’s gotta be all about moving on re this job thing. You really can’t move on to your next chapter while you keep re reading the pages from your last one. This job is my past in more ways than one.
I think it’s going to be very good for me to not be sitting at the same desk I came back to after Brian was diagnosed and all the other grim ALS milestones we know too well.
This guy (my soon to be former boss) gets to be there with the personal legacy that as a supervisor, one year in as a Director he wrote up a widow of two months who had been there 5.5 years doing a good job. It’s pretty well known in my team, and I have a feeling he’ll eventually do something else to someone else and it will grab him hard.
I, on the other hand get to move on. I think it’s like a friend of mine said “don’t worry about it, you won”. I said well, I quit. She said “Yes, that’s how you won. He’ll only be happy about it until he gets how this looks for him.”
Did I mention that I have show tickets, a rented pool cabana, and a Spa appointment in Vegas? Then also the trip to Red Rock Canyon where we got married, and reservations at Prime where we had our reception. That, and as I said it’s one friends birthday and another friend is just now moving out there. It’ll be a busy 72 hours. I somehow love the idea of partying and enjoying right up next to acknowledging our life together and the profound loss.