Three days left and I'm just kinda numb.
Last day is this coming Wednesday. All I have left to remove from my office is my tea pot, kettle and water jug, plus a pencil case, and a final painting. It feels odd working in there.
Tuesday is my Mom's third chemo treatment - assuming her blood work says they can go ahead on schedule.
There's still nothing to buy in Salmon Arm.
The new cell phone is a welcome distraction. I haven't put anything serious on it (such as facebook) because I'd probably never surface. I'm not going to put any money-related info on it because putting that on something this easy to lose is a bad idea. I can see why people don't have a password to lock the screen - what a fiddly thing and difficult to use while jolting around on a bus - but I'm gonna perservere. The message template of opposing bubbles is quite appealing, and I like that conversations are grouped by person (my previous little green phone simply had a historical sequence). I haven't quite figured out how to always have it with me and have both hands free (hit replay for no-pockets-in-women's-clothes rant). So far so fun.
An odd thing is that I have to go back to work on Thursday if I want to attend my farewell party. Peculiar. Okay, there are two of us leaving the same week, me on Wednesday and she on Friday, but it still feels peculiar.
Tuesday is my Mom's third chemo treatment - assuming her blood work says they can go ahead on schedule.
There's still nothing to buy in Salmon Arm.
The new cell phone is a welcome distraction. I haven't put anything serious on it (such as facebook) because I'd probably never surface. I'm not going to put any money-related info on it because putting that on something this easy to lose is a bad idea. I can see why people don't have a password to lock the screen - what a fiddly thing and difficult to use while jolting around on a bus - but I'm gonna perservere. The message template of opposing bubbles is quite appealing, and I like that conversations are grouped by person (my previous little green phone simply had a historical sequence). I haven't quite figured out how to always have it with me and have both hands free (hit replay for no-pockets-in-women's-clothes rant). So far so fun.
An odd thing is that I have to go back to work on Thursday if I want to attend my farewell party. Peculiar. Okay, there are two of us leaving the same week, me on Wednesday and she on Friday, but it still feels peculiar.