Posted in memories, random

last day anxieties

*sniff* seems like I’m going through the ‘last day syndrome’. Today is my last day at work. Tonight will be my last night at Brickskeller.  Last night was the last time I would see BJ in Bethesda. Last night was also my last happy hour at Rock Bottom. Lots of lasts. My desk at work is still a pigsty. But I did pack up my ENTIRE room. 12 boxes. 500lbs. I have no freaking clue where all of that came from. I’m a little worried about where it is going to go. Tons of paperwork to go through that I keep putting off. Now its all packed away in the boxes. I’m still debating if I should pray for it to get lost! Time to say my goodbyes in a couple of hours. But I really don’t want to do that. I know I should say “see you again” but I hate making promises I may not be able to keep.  The feelings of loss and being lost are coming back again and they are flooding my entire body paralyzing me from doing what I know I should do.

I’m going to NYC tomorrow (my last trip!) to see my Russian Princess. Oh. I’ve missed her so! If only the bus ride isn’t so uncomfortable!


I've been swinging from place to place looking for new adventures every day.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s