Today is the last day of my old job. I received the offer on my new job Monday. It was awkward--waiting for the official word of my new job before I could quit. The amusing thing was (and reinforcing of my decision), when I finally handed B my resignation, I didn't hear from him for a couple hours so I went in to talk to him. We talked for ten min or so about my new job, then he asked when I was leaving FA. Huh?? I told him it was in my resignation letter. What letter? he said. Ugh! He hadn't looked at it, just threw it in his drawer asuming it wasn't something important. I suppose that just reinforces how unimportant I am to him! And even more amusing that he could manage a 10 min conversation having no idea what I was talking about.

I am so relieved to be done with it. I have to admit though, like many things I've worried about in the past, the last week wasn't really all that bad. My husband always tell me the surest way to make something happen right is for me to worry about it, because nothing I ever worry about happens.

Last night a pre-season football game was on. Just sitting there, listening to the broadcast brought up such strong connections--I could feel the sensation of dozing off to sleep to the sound of the anouncers voice, rain pattering on the window. I could feel the emotions of cold winter days. Drums would sound in the background and it brought me back to high school football games, the band playing, my breathe white in the winter air, running around trying to track down the boys we had crushes on. Odd, how the human mind can make those connections watching a late summer game.  ¶ 7:02 AM