Moving on
This week has been rough. My role has changed from being the Hero at work to being the newly proclaimed leper. If nothing else I'm putting more hours in at work trying to wrap up. My boss took my resignation very personally. The person taking over my responsibilities doesn't want them. The general reaction from everyone else is that they don't want me to leave, but wish me luck.
I haven't had a lot of time to review the stuff that I wanted to be well versed about for the new job. I did take some time this weekend to try and catch up. One more week. I'm starting to get excited about the new job. I'm nervous about what will come, but I'm still excited. We drove by the new office today and then had lunch nearby. The short drive will be a wonderful change.
I haven't been honest with the people at work as to the true reasons why I'm leaving. Most can make their own assumptions, but few know all the details. When I turned in my notice they promised the moon. It was tempting, but I had made my decision that there wasn't a figure that they could throw at me that would make me stay. My friends and family and a few confidants at work know all the reasons I want to leave. There are some days where I just want to shout about what I think of the place and where they can stuff it. I'm doing my best to keep all that emotion buried, but every now again it boils up. I don't know that I will necessarily work with them again, but it is a small world and there is a possibility that acting less than professional could come back to haunt me. I just have to get through this week and then I can start putting some of this behind me.
