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jaelieSo, lessee.
I don't feel that much has been going on day to day, and yet here I am in a life changing moment.
I start my new job on Monday. I'm still in that bizarre emotional place of being terribly sad about leaving my good friends and being excited and terrified of starting something new. I don't know. Maybe changing jobs isn't a big deal to some people, but this is such an emotionally charged event for me.
We had lunch together yesterday - all of us from the Shop in one big group. It was really delightful. I'm so glad that basically everyone at the Shop plays World of Warcraft, because that connection will allow me to "see" them often.
After lunch, we took a brief tour of the old sites the Shop used to inhabit - the one right before our current one on Mill Street, and the one before that on Smith Street.
I remember Mir telling me about the Smith Street shop, and the graveyard nearby, but I had no idea how absolutely beautiful the graveyard actually was. When we arrived in our three vehicles, we took the short stroll out there and I was in awe. It's an old graveyard - I don't think they bury people there anymore. I need to go back and take pictures, though. It was really an absolutely beautiful setting. If the Shop still had been at Smith Street, I totally would have taken picnic lunches on any promising good weather day.
So, today a new page in my life is turning. I am leaving the place where I've been the go-to person for a good, long while. Where I have good friends and people I care for. People whose weddings I've been a part of, people from whom I have received and given heartfelt confidences. I'm so going to miss Mir. She has been the most awesome boss of all time. And an awesome friend. We share so many annoying habits (like listening to the same album all day, or burning incense), that would drive any other person completely nuts.
I'm going to miss everyone.
I've spent more waking hours at the Shop than I have basically any where else, and Monday another new page in my life will turn. I'll be the new person and completely out of my comfort zone. Among strangers whom I will have to learn to like. Luckily, most of them seem very likeable. But for a basically shy person like myself, it's very scary. I know I'll rise to the job demands - I thrive on organizing and fixing things....
/sigh
So, anyway, enough about that, I guess.
Last weekend for our anniversary, Matt and I went to the Austin Celtic Festival. We left after work on Friday and headed to San Antonio first, to spend some time with Rob, Sioux and Kyr, and Siouxsie's sister's family. I had never met Leslie's husband, so that was good. Leslie's children are nice, too. ^_^ We got there around midnight, and Matt went to bed fairly early on. I stayed downstairs and visited until 3 am, and enjoyed every bit of it, although the drive home after the festival got really difficult there at the end.
Saturday morning, we woke up and had a long, lazy breakfast. Then we headed out to the festival. It was a lot of fun, and has grown quite a bit from the last time I went several years ago. It's in a city park, and the parking was packed to the gills. Luckily we found a spot, though! There were a lot of vendors and good music, plus two different re-enactment groups (a viking one and a celto-roman one, heh).
The cap of the evening, though, was getting to hear one of my favorite celtic rock bands perform - Seven Nations. So. Much. Fun! It was the first time in like four years that I'd seen them, so I enjoyed every minute of it. Best of all, I looked up their website and they'll be in the DFW area in June '08!
After Seven Nations played, we headed back home, got in the door a few hours later and promptly collapsed. ZzzZZZzzz. I'm glad we made it safely, because I don't even remember driving through Waxahachie.
This week, I've been training my replacement. She's gonna be just as confused and out of her element on Monday as I am, heh. I told her she could email me any questions, though.
Ok, I suppose that's it for now. Change is good. But not easy.
I don't feel that much has been going on day to day, and yet here I am in a life changing moment.
I start my new job on Monday. I'm still in that bizarre emotional place of being terribly sad about leaving my good friends and being excited and terrified of starting something new. I don't know. Maybe changing jobs isn't a big deal to some people, but this is such an emotionally charged event for me.
We had lunch together yesterday - all of us from the Shop in one big group. It was really delightful. I'm so glad that basically everyone at the Shop plays World of Warcraft, because that connection will allow me to "see" them often.
After lunch, we took a brief tour of the old sites the Shop used to inhabit - the one right before our current one on Mill Street, and the one before that on Smith Street.
I remember Mir telling me about the Smith Street shop, and the graveyard nearby, but I had no idea how absolutely beautiful the graveyard actually was. When we arrived in our three vehicles, we took the short stroll out there and I was in awe. It's an old graveyard - I don't think they bury people there anymore. I need to go back and take pictures, though. It was really an absolutely beautiful setting. If the Shop still had been at Smith Street, I totally would have taken picnic lunches on any promising good weather day.
So, today a new page in my life is turning. I am leaving the place where I've been the go-to person for a good, long while. Where I have good friends and people I care for. People whose weddings I've been a part of, people from whom I have received and given heartfelt confidences. I'm so going to miss Mir. She has been the most awesome boss of all time. And an awesome friend. We share so many annoying habits (like listening to the same album all day, or burning incense), that would drive any other person completely nuts.
I'm going to miss everyone.
I've spent more waking hours at the Shop than I have basically any where else, and Monday another new page in my life will turn. I'll be the new person and completely out of my comfort zone. Among strangers whom I will have to learn to like. Luckily, most of them seem very likeable. But for a basically shy person like myself, it's very scary. I know I'll rise to the job demands - I thrive on organizing and fixing things....
/sigh
So, anyway, enough about that, I guess.
Last weekend for our anniversary, Matt and I went to the Austin Celtic Festival. We left after work on Friday and headed to San Antonio first, to spend some time with Rob, Sioux and Kyr, and Siouxsie's sister's family. I had never met Leslie's husband, so that was good. Leslie's children are nice, too. ^_^ We got there around midnight, and Matt went to bed fairly early on. I stayed downstairs and visited until 3 am, and enjoyed every bit of it, although the drive home after the festival got really difficult there at the end.
Saturday morning, we woke up and had a long, lazy breakfast. Then we headed out to the festival. It was a lot of fun, and has grown quite a bit from the last time I went several years ago. It's in a city park, and the parking was packed to the gills. Luckily we found a spot, though! There were a lot of vendors and good music, plus two different re-enactment groups (a viking one and a celto-roman one, heh).
The cap of the evening, though, was getting to hear one of my favorite celtic rock bands perform - Seven Nations. So. Much. Fun! It was the first time in like four years that I'd seen them, so I enjoyed every minute of it. Best of all, I looked up their website and they'll be in the DFW area in June '08!
After Seven Nations played, we headed back home, got in the door a few hours later and promptly collapsed. ZzzZZZzzz. I'm glad we made it safely, because I don't even remember driving through Waxahachie.
This week, I've been training my replacement. She's gonna be just as confused and out of her element on Monday as I am, heh. I told her she could email me any questions, though.
Ok, I suppose that's it for now. Change is good. But not easy.
