Going away coffin

So this was it. The last day. I'm officially a "house wife." (Someone PLEASE help me come up with a better title!) It was a weird day. Didn't want to be there, didn't want to leave. 7 1/2 years is a long time to be in the same place, and I've grown from child to woman in that job. My boss, bless his heart, gave me the 3rd hug he's ever given me. =) The first was when I'd been gone for 3 weeks on vacation and he was so relieved I was back he jumped up and gave me a big bear hug. The second was when I got engaged. So I think he must be pretty sad that I'm going. It is hard to see my office going to someone else... it's been mine for so long, it's hard to think of it being someone else's. Still processing it all.

Yesterday they took me to lunch and gave me my going away gift. It is a jewelry box, engraved with "To Jennifer for your service to the MOL" (or something like that. I thought it was really sweet, and then I saw the lovely jewelry inside. And THEN I took another look and realized that it looks like a coffin. What is THAT supposed to tell me?? =)




So farewell, MOL. Farewell working world, farewell career (for now). Farewell dear work friends. Farewell paycheck! Farewell commute (all 4 minutes of it). Farewell work clothes!! Farewell cubes and office chairs and steelcase and mailboxes and files and whiny students and wonderful students and politics and meetings and memos. Farewell to the home of my 20's.