Wandering Aimlessly

I'm starting to get a little melancholy here. Saturday was the most wonderful going-away party ever, at Meg's. Got to see most everyone, and hang out and chat and laugh and have fun. *sniffle* I'm gonna miss doing that!

Tuesday evening was my going-away dinner after work. We went to Tango in N'ville and had tappas and sangria on the rooftop, and basically just talked and had a good time. Wish we'd have done that more often, because I really like a lot of the people I work with. Worked. I don't work there anymore.

And then yesterday was my last day at work. It was crazy and busy, and there was a bit of a mess I was trying to deal with. It didn't feel like my last day. I forgot some things in my desk, and I didn't have time to take files off my computer with me that I wanted to have record of. Boo. I was rushed, and that wasn't good, but at least I wasn't dwelling on the fact it was my last day. Which I would have done if I'd spent the day cleaning out my desk and finishing up loose ends. I hate leaving things for others to finish, and there was a lot of that, but it couldn't be helped. *sigh*

So, I'm heading to Washington, DC today. Going to see Greg! *bounces* That's exciting. I can't remember the last time I saw him, actually. Then tomorrow is sight-seeing, Saturday/Sunday are Lisa's wedding festivities, and then Monday and Tuesday, I'll tool around DC with my mom. Last alone-time with my momma.

Be home Tuesday night, and then I have the wonderful, gloriously fun (NOT!) job of packing up the rest of my life.

I'm excited and terrified in about equal parts.