Two Weeks Notice
I submitted my two week notice today at work. Did it at 4:59 and 55 seconds in my last fit of totally immature glee.
Nine days and counting down.
And then, I'm going to get all my lesson plans outlined for the next year, hire five new people for my department (my department! I'm department chair!), buy a house, paint the house, move into the house, finish reupholstering my lazyboy (one book from Border's, a sewing maching, and you too can reupholster chairs ... just carve out a full week's worth of time), reupholster my couch, build two new chairs (log furniture for one, real furniture for the other), drive the California Big Sur coastline, climb the lower portions of Mt. Rainier, spend a week at the beach painting and wallpapering and sanding the decks of the beach house, drive to Maine and back, fly to Alabama and back, spend a week in the Keys with my friend Matt, FIND Matt, read ten books, kayak at least once a day, and finally, finally, get my fishing license. Oh, and find enough money to survive until I get paid at the end of September!
Nine days and counting down.
And then, I'm going to get all my lesson plans outlined for the next year, hire five new people for my department (my department! I'm department chair!), buy a house, paint the house, move into the house, finish reupholstering my lazyboy (one book from Border's, a sewing maching, and you too can reupholster chairs ... just carve out a full week's worth of time), reupholster my couch, build two new chairs (log furniture for one, real furniture for the other), drive the California Big Sur coastline, climb the lower portions of Mt. Rainier, spend a week at the beach painting and wallpapering and sanding the decks of the beach house, drive to Maine and back, fly to Alabama and back, spend a week in the Keys with my friend Matt, FIND Matt, read ten books, kayak at least once a day, and finally, finally, get my fishing license. Oh, and find enough money to survive until I get paid at the end of September!