On The Other Hand ...

On the heels of that last blog post, I must also say this: as many things as I've found out in my last days here that are negative, I think even more overwhelming is all the kind and positive things that have come to light. There have been people who I considered "work friends" but not much more than that, who have every day since I gave notice, lamented, "Whyyyyy?? Why does it have to be you leaving? Whyyyyyyyy?!" which, obviously, feels pretty good. And people who have tried to convince me to stay just a little longer. One more day, maybe the weekend? And people who have gone around, "behind my back" so to speak, talking about how good I am at my job and how much I'll be missed.

All of those things simultaneously make me sad about leaving, and happy. I'm happy to be leaving on a high note. I'm happy that people will, for the most part, look back on my time here as a beneficial time and not a time that they endured and made it through.

I'm glad I've made friends here. I'm glad that I'll feel comfortable coming back for a visit from time to time or to have lunch if that's ever possible.

I know life will move on without me and I know some of the niceties are just standard platitudes, but I know some of them are genuine and heartfelt, and that means a lot.

my grampa is awesome

seriously. while i was on vacation, my grampa came and took my car to change the oil and filter. he left me a little tag on the dash to tell me exactly what was done and at how many miles i'll need my next oil change.

he just called me at work to let me know he needs my car all day saturday so that he can change the fuel pump. (this is apparently why it sometimes leaves me stranded and doesn't start.) he also put gas in it and i believe is doing something about the alignment because for some reason the frame was chewing up my tire on one side.

when my dad leaves, one thing that weighs on me is, "who the heck am i supposed to call when my car goes to crap?" because he is my go to save-r. it's so comforting to have someone else looking out for me and the mechanically minded stuff that i am so not inclined to think about.

thank you God for my sweet, wonderful, kind, giving, loving grandparents. what an awesome blessing You've given me in them.