Last Day at Work
I can't believe that I'm leaving.
Or maybe I should say, left. It was my last day at work today.
4 weeks had flown by, but I still can't be sure whether it was the right decision to resign.
Many think I'm crazy to give up such high paying job, especially one that I get to dictate almost everything.
For me, I'm finding it hard to let go because I've pretty much built this place from scratch. Along the way, I've grown emotionally attached to the things and people around here. It's SO hard to walk away when things are finally looking up, it's so hard to say goodbye.
Oh well, it's a done deal now, so maybe I shouldn't look back.
From tomorrow onwards, I don't have to wake up at 6.50am every morning. No more paperwork and emails to answer, no more being sandwiched between unreasonable customers and inefficient admin staff at head office, no more working 7 days a week.
But why don't I feel relieved?
Or maybe I should say, left. It was my last day at work today.
4 weeks had flown by, but I still can't be sure whether it was the right decision to resign.
Many think I'm crazy to give up such high paying job, especially one that I get to dictate almost everything.
For me, I'm finding it hard to let go because I've pretty much built this place from scratch. Along the way, I've grown emotionally attached to the things and people around here. It's SO hard to walk away when things are finally looking up, it's so hard to say goodbye.
Oh well, it's a done deal now, so maybe I shouldn't look back.
From tomorrow onwards, I don't have to wake up at 6.50am every morning. No more paperwork and emails to answer, no more being sandwiched between unreasonable customers and inefficient admin staff at head office, no more working 7 days a week.
But why don't I feel relieved?