Tomorrow is my last day at this job. You never know what life is going to hand you tho- so I'm saying my goodbyes today rather than tomorrow to all my favorite people who made me smile and gave me a little wave everyday and made my day feel not so long and tedious. There are many.
Sadly, I have actually cried today twice after doing so- in private of course, I don't want to appear unprofessional(I UGLY cry- not an ounce or inch of pretty to my sadness)....so I give a firm handshake and carry on with a see you around as we turn to leave.
However, there have been a handful who take the handshake and turn into a warm hug with a "we will really miss you!!" instead- which is perfectly fine with me as I am defo a hugger.
August has always been a tough month for my family- for me especially at work on certain days. And this week is awful.
Monday just was a sucky day altogether- nothing went right and by the end of the day I was to the point of walking off saying F-it- IDGAS ... and so I did. It was end of the day and clocking out I glanced away from the phone for literally ONE second and when I looked back it had gone to the home screen instead of the clock out page. I was like- wth- did the clock out go thru or not- the only way to tell absolutely was to log back in and if it clocked me out it would say I wasnt on schedule until- date/time.... but I was already aggravated and stressed and had HAD it..... so I just said above, put the phone down and left for the day.
Yesterday I got up, drove the 50 odd miles to work, forgot my lunch, and had zero amount to get any until my wages deposited into my bank account that afternoon... I pulled into the parking lot at work, let the windows down so it wouldn't suffocate/roast me when I got off work, and draped a towel over my steering wheel for the same reason. as I reached for the door handle to go clock in to work, I got a phone call from my eldest son saying he had been in an accident and could I meet him at the hospital.... so I ran in, told the Sergeant on duty I had a family emergency and had to divert to the hospital... and I went back to the car. I shot off a quick voice clip to my boss letting him know and took off to my son........ and forgot to click SEND to the voice clip.... two hours later I see a message from boss saying post was vacant(he prob thought I was just ditching work because it was my last days...-I would NEVER! Personal character and job ethic from my daddy in play there!)
I looked and sent another voice clip telling him I had send him a message explaining what was happening and apologised for forgetting to hit send on the first one. Understandable under the circumstances I think tho.... He(boss) said don't worry, just let him know if I wasnt going to make it in the next morning and he hoped son would be alright.....- He's hurt(My son)- but referred to a spine specialist...... Hopefully he will be fine in a few months.
Today would have been my mom's 90th Birthday. Missing her like crazy these days- even her ornery streak she liked to display on a quite regular basis...... Enough said about that.
Then tomorrow is my last day here at this job and I KNOW I'm going to miss these lovely people(except for a handful...there's always one or two that really just like to scrape on your nerves with a ragged dull spoon, isn't there?) I don't make friends easily because- trust issues (Quality over Quantity I like to say)...... but here most everyone is just lovely down home good people. I will miss them.
On the 16th, my best friend(of almost 60 years) son passed away and her kids were like my kids brothers.... Bezzie and I did everything together on a parallel line... Our eldest two are only a year and a half apart...or middles were only 6 months apart, and our babies were 6 weeks apart. They/We all grew up together and it was glorious times for me and her and our kids . Travis was the first of her kids to pass (Accidental OD), then a few years later it was her eldest (S I GS), then a couple years ago, her baby was murdered(Stabbing). She also has lost her dad to covid during those years AND her fiance to a massive heart attack 3 weeks after her second son's passing.)I try to go spend time with her on those angel-versary days...
On August 26th 2007, I lost my youngest son to a MVA. I don't go to work that day, I don't eat that day- I don't get out of bed that day- I stay in bed and cry. I have tried a few times to go to work or get up and push thru the day- but it never works out. I fall to pieces that day. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. I don't want to talk to anyone, I don't want to DO anything. So I just don't.
So yeah- August is time for Saying Goodbyes... and it's hard no matter what the circumstances.
I just keep trying to convince myself that brighter days are ahead... New job with better benefits, Retirement funds starting in February.... hopefully finding a property to call our own rather than renting a place that the landlord isn't willing to fix when things go wrong with it..... Pay raises forthcoming, vacation days- no wait- PAID vacation days or PTO as they like to refer to paid vacation now..... Allowed overtime IF I want it!!!
I can see a light at the end of the tunnel- it's tiny- but what I can see of it is bright!!!
(Sorry so long... I'm in a mood today, for sure.)