Last Day

I've been looking forward to this day for what seems like eons.  Now, that it's come and it's time for me to write about it I don't know where to begin.  It probably doesn't help that Dave and I have spent the last three hours reading and discussing FDR's New Deal.  During our dinner chat we somehow got onto politics and I began to rant which somehow led to the New Deal.  Now it's almost 3:30 in the morning and I'm tired.  I also love my husband a lot and writing this post is taking me away from him and I was enjoying myself and don't want to write.  

Anyway today was my last day of work and it turned out to be far more emotional for me than I expected.  The day actually went by pretty quickly which I was really happy about.  I got two cards from my coworkers (one from first shift and one from second), a chocolate cake, and my second shift gang pitched in and got me a $55 Visa Gift card.   It was really touching.  Everyone expressed how sad they were to see me go but were really happy for me as well.  I left crying as I said my final goodbyes and punched out for the night.  It didn't seem real but I knew as I walked out that I would not be returning.   The lump in my throat has returned just thinking about it.  

I am going to miss my coworkers.  I'll probably miss the routine, too.  I didn't expect leaving to be so difficult or emotional.  It still doesn't quite feel real.  A part of me is prepared to have to go in on Sunday.  Gosh, if it's this hard leaving I can't imagine how difficult it is to be laid off.  I've had two weeks to get ready for these emotions.  This experience has given me a different perspective and whole new respect for anyone who has left their jobs.