Two Down; Eight to Go

I survived Monday and Tuesday; I'm pretty sure it will all be downhill from here.

Monday was the worst of it. Actually giving the dude owner my two week's notice about killed me. As excited as I am about moving on I cried. I can most easily relate it to people with this scenario:

Imagine you have spent all your life learning how to do what your parents do, let's say carpentry. Your family has this business that they expect you to take over, but you want to be a doctor. Now comes the day when you have to tell your family, "Sorry, but this isn't what I want for my life, I want to be a doctor." And now you have hurt them immensely; their faces are reflections of someone whose favorite puppy was just shot... In front of them... BY YOU!!

Yea, that's about the reaction I got from the dude. I wrote the stay at home owner a separate letter that I hoped would help her cope. Dude was in shock for the most part. We talked and hugged and I knew it would be "okay" eventually. He left and took the letter home with him. I didn't hear anything from either of them for the rest of the day. He called in at one point and asked to talk to Renee, and then was back for a minute asking me to take the banking...

Today the silence dragged on, and when dude came into the office he didn't hardly say a single unnecessary word to me... It kind of hurt.

After lunch the time finally came, Dude told me she was on line two for me. I was admittedly apprehensive to pick up, but in the end we had a good talk. (Whether she meant it or not) She did tell me that she was happy for me and excited about the new adventure I would be embarking on, that she loved me and would miss me dearly. She told me she understood that it will be a great thing for Collin and I, and that we need to do this. It helped me feel better. I would have been even better if the conversation hadn't taken forty five minutes.... Something I won't miss too terribly much.

So, I survived these two days and only have eight more days of work left at the Agency. We shall see how these go.

Side note: When someone "you love and will miss" is leaving you, you do not ask the person who is leaving if they think "we" (meaning the office) should do something for the last day.... Yea, that happened....

I'm going to brush my teeth and go to bed... I have to work on adjusting to the upcoming change to my sleep schedule.