Hello world. I'm writing from my cubicle and this will most likely be my last day of work until 2012. You see, my boss is gone. And he's been gone all week. He just never had the courtesy to tell me that he, in fact, would be gone. So, ladies and gentlemen: I am boycotting work until 2012. And for the first time in a really long time, I feel JOY.
The last few weeks/months have been tough. Really, really tough. And I know there will still be some tough days ahead. I am not in the Christmas spirit, I am dreading my 30th birthday, and most of all, New Years is a day I abhor and dread every single year. But once I mentally prepare myself for what lies ahead, I know I will be able to regain the strength needed to push forward and get over all the crap. Luckily, I have the best family in the world and they've been providing the necessary comfort and support that I need to get myself out of bed every morning.
Today, my support came from my oh-so-adorable dad, who carpooled to work with me. You should have seen his face this morning as we, father and daughter, walked into the same office together, took the same elevator, and walked to our respective working areas. I went straight to my cube to start my daily routine of doing nothing - yay! And he ran off to attend a very important meeting of the IDB Retired Association, where he is currently holding the very important position of Secretariat. Go dad!
So, the moral of my story is: My dad is awesome. So is my mom. And my sister. And my brother. And my cousins and aunts and uncles too. And although it feels like I've lost EVERYTHING I have worked hard for, I know that I have the one thing that is the most valuable of all: An amazing family.
So yep. No work until 2012. And here's to starting over. One day at a time.