Well it's over. I finished out my last day of work. A lot of hugs and tears. I told everybody that I loved them. Nothing like having sad songs play over the p.a. while you're holding crying friends who don't want you to leave, and on Valentine's day no less.
My boss left for good about an hour before I did , and that's when it really hit me that it was all really happening. We shook hands and said we wouldn't lose touch. Then I was up next and it was the strangest feeling. Like waiting to be evicted from my own home. I spent the hour getting as much done as I could, I worked my ass off till the last second. Those damn sad songs didn't want to stop.
I feel like I've lost my family.