Plus, lots of people travel with their CPAP machine. No problem.

Hi, Kiba! It feels weird to have a job sort of just fizzle out, I've left jobs that way, like looking around and thinking, okay I'll just... leave now, I guess. Seems like there ought to be either people saying good-bye or people escorting you out of the building. Something to mark the end of it.

Good luck getting your alien face-hugger machine through security, Connie!

Work software is being slow as molasses today, for no apparent reason, and it's making me want to shut it down and walk away until someone fixes whatever the heck is wrong with the dang piece of junk this time. There's other stuff I could be doing!

That does sound weird, Kiba. Yay month off and school! That sounds wonderful.

Car and key dropped off at garage. Coffee shop was not open yet, but Walter and I had a nice walk along the waterfront and I had coffee at home I could brew for myself.

Hi, Kiba! It feels weird to have a job sort of just fizzle out, I've left jobs that way, like looking around and thinking, okay I'll just... leave now, I guess. Seems like there ought to be either people saying good-bye or people escorting you out of the building. Something to mark the end of it.

It's extra weird because the HR person doing my exit interview is out of the office on my last day, so I'm doing the exit interview the day before my last day. I'm feeling a bit melancholy about the whole thing today, though I'm excited to be leaving a gig that has sort of lost its core over the past year and moving on to new things. But probably a bit of grieving right now for what the job was a year ago, what I hoped I would be transforming it to in the following year (seriously, in June I made this whole plan for how I would talk to my boss about shifting some things, and then he was laid off), the year that wasn't, the loss of my old enthusiasm for the work, the fact that once I'm gone, the work is as likely to halt as to continue... Just kind of a bummer, end-of-an-era feeling. The program I work in is basically a year away from celebrating its 20th anniversary.

The part of me that speaks with others' voices is telling me to focus on all of the good work that was done before I started and all of the good work I did in the two strong years I had here, but the part of me that honors my feelings is telling me it's okay to do that later and sit with this grief now.

In other news, I think I'm going to be cooking a lot more once I'm not working a standard 8 hour day+commute, and that's exciting!

Oh, wow, that is a lot of endingness. Grieving totally makes sense.

Pixiecat is protesting my not letting her lie on my laptop while I'm working by lying on my To Do List. It's pretty effective.

Sorry Kiba, that does sound like a bummer.

The time is finally here. All of human civilization has been leading to this moment.

Ah. I thought it would be the giant robot duel.

That does sound good though.

I have already sweated more in 14 hours of being home than I did in four days in Vegas. Humidity is bullshit.

Yes. Yes it is. I spent many hours this last weekend doing yard and house work outside. I think I sweated out enough to fill an olympic-sized pool.