I don’t know quite what to do with myself.

This was my last day working at Villanova. 18 years–a chunk of time, that. I feel like I’ve aged 10 years this week. I hope it’s reversible.

The day was better than I thought it would be. Lee wanted to go through some stuff she’ll need to know, taking up a fair bit of the morning. Lots of people coming by to say bye. A fun, somewhat raucous lunch with Lee, Phylis and Kathy set me up for the rest of the afternoon. I thought I’d be leaving early, but Luisa needed to go through things and I needed to go through things, and Lee and I needed to pretend we weren’t ready for a good cry. We’ve been partners for 15 years and leaving her is just the hardest thing I’ve done. Harder than divorcing those old husbands.

So around 3:30 I sent out my final email, set my mail to forward to Lee, gathered up my stuff and managed to walk out the door 15 minutes later.

for the last time

When I got to the car, I set my “good luck” balloons free and drove home.


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  1. johngorentz says:

    Hi, Linda. Fancy finding you here on LJ, and at a time like this. Best wishes on whatever comes next for you. Be sure to tell us more. I followed some of your links and finally learned how brni got his name, which I had always wanted to ask but never did.

    1. lsaboe says:

      Hi John! I was hoping you’d noticed I’d friended you. I started reading the list again this week and saw your reference to the anthro forum on LJ. Thanks for the wishes…I’m hoping to be in for a wonderful adventure now that I have time to actually DO things.

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