What's done is done...

Apr 16, 2008 10:26

Last Monday, April 7th I put my two weeks notice in at work, Friday April 18th was supposed to be my last day at the weld shop. That didn't work out so well, yesterday, at the end of my shift I quit 3 days early. Quite frankly, I just couldn't keep my mind on my work well enough to get the kind of numbers that I needed to get. Every time that I put ( Read more... )

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kelcore668 April 16 2008, 15:30:55 UTC
I remember when I moved to AZ. I was basically having a panic attack. My chest felt tight. I was having trouble breathing. I was talking to Missy when it was happening. She wanted to shoot me in the head. It was sweet.

It's scary moving like this. I can dig it. It's allowed. And perfectly normal.

And I may be able to help with the moving thing. Schedule pending.

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ravensden April 16 2008, 15:37:35 UTC
Werd! I figured its perfectly normal to have those feelings, I'm just not very used to feeling them. I know that may sound stupidly macho of me, but that's not what I'm trying to sound like, even if its the truth.

Also, so Famous Taco for dinner is right out as forms of compensation then? HEHE. ;-D

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kelcore668 April 16 2008, 15:40:13 UTC
BWAHAHAHA!!!!

Yeah, if you were moving a month later, I MIGHT be game for more Famous Taco. However, since you're not: no thanks. I'll stay hungry. ;)

And no: not macho at all. Again: I can dig it.

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