I've had a pretty stressful few weeks since I handed in my resignation. Having to give notice of 4 weeks seems like an eternity when you just want to get out of there. I was stressed to the point of desperation by the time I resigned.
I've not been able to sleep and have spent many hours of wakefulness in the middle of the night. It feels like permanent jetlag! Not nice. Things have settled down a bit the last week and the stressful boss seems to be a bit more accepting of the fact that I'm leaving. He's no longer constantly trying to manipulate a way to make me have to stay on longer and he's speaking to me in a much more positive manner. I have my work all but completed and with tomorrow set aside for a bit of a training day for someone to take over some of my duties I really feel like the end is in sight.
It has been a very long week so far, being away from home the whole week, and the days have been long too. I'm an early bird anyway but when I'm often awake from 3 or 4 am I figure I might as well get up and come to the office. It doesn't help to be sleeping in a different bed each night. I've kind of gotten used to sleeping in the spare bed at my brother's house each week. I'm not sure if they're sick of me being a house guest for a night every week! Mick and I are certainly grateful to them for having me each week for more than 2 years.
I'll have a rest until Easter, and spend some time packing at home. Then... I guess I'll have to find some work! There are a few things in the pipeline but I haven't wanted to talk about or think about the possibilities until I'm home and stress free. I'm still hoping to find the right thing to carry us into our narrowboat lifestyle.
With just one full day left (Friday), plus a couple of hours (Monday), it's approaching the end of an era for me. It will certainly feel strange walking out the office door for the last time. But with such huge changes in our lives we do feel like we're working towards our dream.