My last day at work! It sure feels strange. To not walk in that door in the morning, to not "meet" my über-lovely mac again, to not see all the familiar faces, some of them I have known all the time I have worked here, -over 10 years. My god, it almost makes me go all mushy and sentimental. No more long lunches with the fun, creative, crazy girls in my department. *sigh* That is definitely the worst part!
In a couple of hours there's a coffee and cake farewell-party in my honor, with all my colleagues present, both my closest ones, and those from the other departments we collaborate with. Just hope I don't have to make a long speech:) Those things always makes me nervous.
And then, in a few days, I will walk out of my door at home for the last time, my home the last four years. Lots of good times with my kids and my cats there. Met my old neighbour Gunnar this morning, he stopped when he drove past me at the busstop. He was always so kind to me and my girls.
But I do look forward now, to a new life in the north, with all my old friends and family, that I have missed for so long. It's gonna be good.
My plane leaves on tuesday, and then my life in Oslo is behind me. I will return pretty soon, tho, as I have to see how my daughter is doing all by herself. I worry about her, but as quite the sensible girl she is, I'm certain she'll be fine.