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2003-09-26 - 6:26 p.m. I turned in my letter of resignation form work today. It was succint, if not terse, but civil and did not burn any bridges. It felt empowering to hand it in. My supervisor said that he was sorry to see me go, wished me well and offered to be a good reference in the future - something I did not expect. My coworkers all had small secret, "You go girl. Wish it were me." smiles on their faces. My last day will be Friday, October 10th. And from now until then I will be in dogged search for new employment. I am beginning to have very small doubts and worries about this whole situation, but overall, I know I've done the right thing. And the CFO walked in to get information from me at 4:40. I'm supposed to leave at 4:45 so that I can pick my son up on time. I had planned on leaving earlier today, as I had to drop 2 express mail packages at the guard shack before I left. But it was not to be. I was frantically digging through backup trying to prove that I had done my job correctly. One more poignient reminder of why I'm leaving. Was late to daycare. And now I'm home, wanting to be anywhere but here, doing something fun or at least mildly social. It's Friday night - I want to go out ... maybe even be taken out. I take my son up to see my ex-husband in long island tomorrow morning, but the tenative weekend plans that I had fell through, so I will have a Saturday night to myself at least. There's an outside chance of seeing someone special, but I'm not counting on it. So it looks like I might be going to the football game of my alma matter and tailgating with some dear college friends tomorrow night. Sounds like fun.
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