I can crack up so easily at the thought of leaving my workmates, even though I feel a little estranged at work with so many new people at work. I feel somewhat generationally disconnected from all the new people at work and I tried to explain this to R, but he told me he
But then I think of the basics of work and how pleased I am to leave. I have had enough. Aside from an anonymous Christmas card thanking me for work a few years ago, I have never been complimented about my work until just this last week . How sweet was that. She has no idea what an impact she made in my last week of work with a simple comment.
I thought my last day before leave would be ok, but of course as is typical of my job it wasn't. Always problems and issues. My immediate superior came up to me as I began my lunch break at work to wish me...........well, happy leave, and for me to enjoy myself. I'm afraid I cracked and had to walk away. A couple of minutes later she texted me and apologised for upsetting me. She was not to know that it was such an emotional day for me.
So, I am not yet officially retired, but no longer working. Lordy, the traffic on the way home from work. No, I am not sorry to be on long term leave. There is much I will miss, but the price has become to high.
There will be discussions to have with R about the division of labours. Err, I have to do more! But more importantly about improving out fitness levels and losing weight. Although we are both selfish enough to not want to be the last person standing, but still, there is still a lot to live for.