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The Bitter End…

March 12, 2010

Well today is the day. I am excited and apprehensive. I know what I must do and I will do it with my head held high with pride. I am better than that which i was when I worked there. I know that. I know the job that I did made the job better for the next person. Although I feel for the next person who comes in as they are going to have some mighty long days ahead of them as my soon to be ex boss will not go easy on them. I know that. I wish I could warn them, but there is nothing I can do.

Maybe though the boss will change for the next person. I can only hope for that. The job itself was fun while it lasted. The time I got to spend with the girls was priceless. Now it is time for me to move on in my own career and in my own life.

The girls have gotten what they really needed out of me. A good strong start. A good routine put in place. They are self sufficent little ladies. I am proud of all that they have accomplished and what they will accomplish on their own. They are smart little girls who are going to accomplish lots in the future, and thanks to four and a half years with me they will do it with a smile on their faces, knowing that mom is there beside them in spirit.

And I will be standing there watching in the shadows with a smile on my face.

As for the future of my career. It will be better now. I will be respected here once I have proven my worth. That much I can tell. I honestly dont need anything more than that, personal satisfaction and a pay check.

The rest of it I will get at five oclock everyday.

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