Eight hours to go.

480 minutes to be exact! Do I sound excited? If I do it's because I am! But I'm not as excited as I was expecting to be.

Yes it will be nice to finally be moving on to (hopefully) bigger and better things, but the feelings that are going through me are a bit unsettling. I guess it was to be expected, I mean, I've been at this job for the past three and a half years, so it's going to feel very different not coming here at all anymore.

What comes next? I have no idea. After the honeymoon, we will finish packing, mail off a bunch of our stuff to where we're going to be moving to, put the rest in our car and head on out for a four day drive across the country. I've never driven that far before so hopefully we don't have trouble finding ways to keep ourselves amused.

But I digress. I think I'm going to miss this place, at least in the ever so slightest way. I'll definitely miss a few of my co-workers (you guys know who you are). I'm sorry to be leaving you behind and I wish you the best of luck getting out of that place. You deserve so much more, both challenge wise and paycheck wise.

As for where I'll work next, again, it's totally up in the air. I've started looking, but not at anything serious yet. We have enough money saved up to keep us going for a few months so hopefully neither of us will need to settle on a job we know we won't enjoy.

Wow, what started as a promise to stay with this company for at least a year turned into so much more. I probably should have left a long time ago. Here's to better decisions in the future.