This miiight be the last time we work together. If he wants to, he can walk to a window and see me across the street at my desk. I get IMs like “What were you doing this morning, you were moving around a lot.”
Why do I feel sad about this? I live with him for fuck’s sake. HA. Anyway I am done on the 30th. And tech contracting will always be there if I bomb my career change. Which is a great whip to keep me motivated.
Awwwwwww. That’s sweet.