I have officially left my job, which was much more difficult to do than I thought it would be. Acid Brother (some of you know why I call him this...but I guess most of you don't), a/k/a The Boss Dude, was the best boss EVER and I do not expect to find such a great boss again. I bawled like a fucking 2 year old when I went in to say goodbye. I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm a flake. Well okay, I'm pretty sure he was convinced I was a flake long ago, but that is beside the point. I will miss him something awful and will have to keep up our morning bullshit sessions on the phone for a while until I adjust to the change, I suppose.
On Friday I will be on to new things and a new chapter with the love of my life.
Oh. My. Gawd. I am so freaking terrified.
Next week when I get settled in at the new abode in the new state and start suffering from culture shock, I will try to resume regularly scheduled posting.
Oh... today is my birthday. Happy Birthday to me.