So the last day of work for Roy J August Builder was Thursday. Talk about some bittersweetness. On one hand, moving up and on and out to bigger and better things is of course awesome, but I actually have grown to enjoy what I was doing and who I was doing it with. And it’s nice to have the respect of the type of person that drove me to feel insane in high school.
We pack up and leave on Wednesday. I can’t believe it. It’s not quite as overpowering as last time I left, but it’s building. Mostly because I’m not packed, my rooms a fucking mess….etc. Some things never change.
Sandy knows something’s up. Leaving the dog is definitely the hardest thing. Why oh why can’t she travel cross country and take a plane home? Silly little dog.
I don’t have much of a point to any of this. Suffice to say, it’s time to leave, but it’s also just plain odd.
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