You know a job is really, really horrible and your co-workers are cheap when they stretch your 'two weeks notice' into 4 weeks. No seriously, they can do that under the premises that 'you're-training-your-replacement-who-has-yet-to-arrive". Fucking non-profits.
I'm finally out the freakin' door and running fast from the place that has consumed so much of my life. Does this mean I have free time yet? Hell no, lol.
I'm back in school for 3 weeks, taking a summer class. I have my big guy Louie to take care of and a shiny new laptop to piss me off. I have the will to write by no inspiration. I have a ton of new fandoms I'm going bonkers over and a few I might consider writing for.
All and all, I'm me again....... with my big buddy who is enjoying his new home away from the crazy place.