It’s been a while since I’ve eaten doughnuts (or is it donuts? As long as you know what I mean). And maybe it was the combination of the two doughnuts with the large coffee… or maybe it was the fact that I quit my job; who knows the real reason why I am so extremely hyper as I’m writing this. I’m just hypa (it’s when you’re sooooo hyper you don’t ev’n wann’ finish yo words).
I’m not even happy, per se, that I quit. Sure, I’m happy but I’m not doing cartwheels about it. I still feel bad because I know I’m leaving them in a pinch, but I know they can manage. The boss was extremely understanding, and extremely gracious about the whole thing but it still didn’t make me want to stay – not that he was trying to get me to change my mind – and that says a lot about the situation.
And so, in 2 weeks, I will no longer be what I am now. I will be something completely different. What is this something? Who knows. I’m just hoping it’s not something that will require the wearing a chicken suit (actually would that be a beaver suit because I’m in Canada?), or worse yet, my birthday suit.
Here goes nothing!