|4 REAL - This was my fortune at the Chinese restaurant we ate at our first day in San Jose.|
Commence jumping and squeeing! I calmed myself, strode into Human Resources and tried to tell them the news without peeing on myself. They know my current work situation, and weren't surprised that I was so damn excited. And to their credit, they were excited for me as well. I only went to them first so the motive would be clear when my boss murdered me.
I always thought resigning would have more of a dramatic, thrilling feel, but mostly I tried to be calm, respectful and get it over with. Fifteen minutes didn't go by from phone call to leaving my boss's office. And to her credit, my treatment has not been any worse than it usually is, since then. I was able to give three week's notice and I am leaving with my to-do list finished and a detailed handbook for the next supervisor. Good. Bye.
So much has happened since then, such as a reprise of all the problems I've had with moving and not having a job, but this is all I can do for now. We're one week away from the day we drive away from here never to be Northwest Arkansas citizens again*. We've got movers, a place for the dog**, a new apartment, some friends in the city and a lot of excitement. The physical stuff has mostly been easy, and that's what we've been dealing with. We haven't started to say goodbye yet.
*Maybe when we are old.
**Please, no judgmental comments about how I'm a terrible pet owner. She is going to a home that is ten times better than the shitty home life we've cobbled together for her for the past five years. Eat me.