to celebrate my last day of work. . .

i came in an hour early!

darn bedroom alarm clock wrong time!

you know what it's like to leave the people you like in a bad job? kind of like you're being let out of the army at the end of a war only some of the people have to stay back and continue to fight and you get to go home and eat ice cream.

it's sad to leave these people! my comrades in battle!

i'm so excited to start my new job and i know in my mooshy pea soup heart that it's the right time and move for me.

i will look back fondly on this war we fought together. and hope for peace to find them soon.

x