Busy. So so so busy. I fly back last Wednesday, arrive home Thursday afternoon and sleep all day. I travel into the office in London on Friday for my last day of work. After spending almost seven years working for a company the last day can be emotional.
There was a good amount of admin type work to get through, timesheets, expenses etc. My workmates got me a Hayes caravan maintenance and servicing manual - which is great and very touching that they thought to do this. I have a chat with the CEO - a man of great intelligence and a great business head. He lets me know that I am welcome back anytime in the future. That fills me with some pride, knowing I have done a decent enough job.
I hand in my laptop and phone, say goodbye to a few more people and walk out of the door.
FREE to start a new life.
I take the circle line to Victoria. Coming off the train, and heading up and through the turnstiles I am greeted by the sight of a mass of people queueing to get down into the underground system and make their way home. My first reaction is to reach for my phone and take a photo, but realise I have handed the phone in. What bravery of these people to endure this day after day after day. Why do they do it? Probably a whole range of reasons and I am sure many enjoy it, though it's hard to believe since the faces look miserable.
On Tuesday I start my new contract. Three months in one place and this is sweet indeed. After this I will book the caravan servicing course.
There is indeed a lightness in my spirit and that great feeling one has when the past is laid to rest and a fresh new world awaits.
I wish everyone a great weekend.