In fact, I think I have a few tshirts to prove how I’ve spent the last 13 years of work. I just finished up my last real work product here.

Ironically, it was a series of trainings that I’d been looking forward to giving. But a colleague will take my place with the client and I will be planning trainings of my own. Different trainings.

I have to admit to mixed emotions. While I sat working in my office I was hyperaware of conversations outside my door about clients and projects, things I might have been involved in or at least known about.

But they no longer have meaning for me. I’m moving on.

I’ve got files and way too much paper to discard. I just found some things dated 2002, and considered how much my life has changed in the past seven years.

A sea change.

I’m excited for my new life. And on Wednesday morning, I’ll let myself feel it.

Right now, I want to get through the bittersweet hours that remain here, and honor all the good that came from it.