Chronicles of one girl's journey to London - from conception to eventual migration.

Monday, April 26, 2010

TWO WEEKS NOTICE, CHECK.

This morning, I woke up . . . anxious. Then, I realized why: today is the day I resign.

I sat at my desk, a ball of nerves until I finally got up the courage to ask my manager if he had a minute. I took my letter (typed and printed on Grandpa Taylor's desktop last night) and just said: I'm  handing in my 2 weeks notice.

We had a pleasant chat about me moving to the UK and the things I would need to wrap up before I left and that was it. Lesson: it is always easier than you think it's going to be to quit.

So, that was my last large link to Toronto and it's taken care of now. Only one thing is appropriate at a moment like this: FREEDOOOOM!

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