Yesterday was my last day at a job I’ve had for seven years, in an industry I’ve worked in for thirty five. I spent the last two weeks transitioning my workload to 2 of my co-workers and answering their many, many questions.
Patty and Elaine took me out to lunch; mid-afternoon I was lured into the conference room where everyone surprised me with a nice card and chocolate cake. I felt guilty eating a piece, I’m getting blood drawn later this morning to check my A1c level, but couldn’t resist a corner. I’ve been limiting my carbs and sugar, have lost the 5 lbs my doctor suggested and feel good.
Over the weekend I got a little scared. I questioned my decision to pursue this big change. I talked to my mom and Bill who both assured me I was doing the right thing. They’ve patiently listened to me go on and on about being in a job funk, wanting a career I could be passionate about and fulfilled in. If this isn’t it, it’ll get me closer to what that is. So, I’m back on track, feeling good about the possibilities ahead.
With two days left until Christmas I’m finally focusing on the holiday. Like November, December has gotten the best of me. Most gifts are bought but not wrapped. Instead of the dozens of cookies I’d normally have already made I’m hoping to bake a few varieties today. I haven’t put a tree up in years but never pulled a single decoration from the attic to dress up the house a bit, neglected to even put a wreath on my front door. I’m not getting stressed. I’ve spent the last couple of weeks tying up loose ends for a neat exit from work. Now I can concentrate on wrapping, baking and enjoying my loved ones’ company. I’ll get done what I can.
Wishing you all a Happy Holiday.