Well, I survived my last day of work yesterday. I ended up having to stay an hour late trying to get all my stuff done, say goodbye to everyone and provide care that I could take pride in. Saying goodbye was definitely bittersweet. I had two residents actually start crying, and I had to promise everyone that I would write and keep them updated with what I was doing and where I would be going.
I passed out once I got home and woke up this morning with fourteen missed calls and three texts from my friend Brittney. I flew out of bed at 10.45, got dressed, and met her and my good friend Sam for lunch. Saying goodbye to them was sad, especially because they're getting ready to go on our annual camping trip! I am wishing I was going with them, but I know they'll do it big for me! :)
Now I get to focus on packing.
...Let the chaos begin.
