Well, I quit my job after five years yesterday. My last day couldn’t have ended on a sweeter note: the best hugs, high-fives, and kisses West of the Mississippi, a Bon Voyage cake and sign, seeing all my favorite customers, smiling so much my face hurts. I will dearly miss all of my lovely coworkers and favorite customers. Such a bag of mixed bittersweet emotions, but more on the hopeful and positive side. At least I wasn’t the only one quitting–coincidentally, my favorite darling sidekick Shae also decided to leave (after being there for quite some time, also). It made it a little easier to get through the day knowing I wasn’t the only one, and that we could both relate to each other and give each other brave but worried smiles whenever we had little freakouts and wanted to cry. I’ll be back during winter and summer break again, so it’s not completely the end. Although it feels like it. Time to close one door to open another.
Our dear boss bought us a cake from the Buttery!
My going away gift to my boss: peanut butter bacon cookies,
and a homemade card with nearly an essay written in gratitude.
So very thoughtful and sweet.
I love all my coworkers.
The next door opens at the crack of dawn tomorrow morning. Dental Hygiene program, here I come. I’ve heard nothing but fantastic things about the program, regardless of the fact that, as a 2nd year student exclaimed to me, that it has been the “hardest thing she’s ever done in her life”. Time to focus on just school 24/7 and see if I can still manage to maintain sanity and a social life simultaneously. I have no idea what to expect and look forward to just rolling with the flow. It’ll be good. Real good. My lunch is all packed and my mirrors and probes are ready to be sterilized.
So, with that being said, I have no idea where that leaves the future of this blog. I really do hope I can mess with it every now and then, but I’m not putting any pressure on myself. I’ll do what I can do if I can do it. The majority of my cooking and baking will most likely consist of making big pots of kitchari Sunday evenings to have easy meals throughout the weeks, and maybe a few batches up cupcakes here and there to help out with bake sale fundraisers. I don’t know. To be honest, it’s just safe to say I know absolutely nothing at this point. I’m diving into this thing with an open heart and mind, a blank slate.
Bring it on.