I gave my notice August 22nd.
I said I would work through Sept 3.
The schedule came out on Friday night and I wasn't listed on it. It was emailed to me. I was on the list. I thought it was weird... it must be an oversight. I replied to the email.
Saturday - No response.
I called the girls I work with. I didn't want them to think I was not following through. Still my intention was to work.
Sunday, still no response.
Yesterday, I got a phone call from my Dad. I said I would come over today, if I wasn't working.
Today, still no word from the school. At this point I began to feel kind of sad. I didn't get the opportunity to say goodbye to my students.
I went to Topeka. I am grateful to be able to go over and help. I posted on Facebook "sometimes being an hour and 15 minutes from my parents is an hour and 10 minutes too far away. #DadvsComputer" In all honesty, I am glad they are close enough to be able to drive over at a moments notice.
I made it very clear that I wanted to work but evidently they don't need me. And I'm left feeling incomplete.
I made myself a list of to-do's to start tomorrow. I'll keep myself busy.
I have been creating a list of projects I want to tackle around the house. I'm actually excited to get started.
I'm excited to spend more time with my Bringing Therapy Home family. I know my feelings of sadness are temporary.
Tomorrow starts with taking Pilot on a long walk. And tomorrow night is his last training class. Both good things!
It may have been an abrupt ending but I am really looking forward to a new chapter.
xo
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