Tuesday, June 22, 2004 – 10:24 am
Parting is Such Sweet Sorrow
As my MSN name can testify (“Travis: 4 Days Left”), the cat is finally out of the perverbial bag. Friday will be my last day at work for a while. The plan is 12-14 weeks, returning October 1st fully recovered and ready to go. Three months off…seems like an eternity. A lot can happen – or not happen – in that period of time.
For the most part, people seem relieved and supportive about all this. It’s been difficult to explain to different people the whole situation multiple times. I’m not happy about this. I don’t want to go. But it’s out of my hands; it’s in my blood. There has been no official announcement, so a few people know and others don’t. I think everyone that needs to know already knows, but I suppose at some point there will have to be a mass e-mail. I’m getting a little tired of having to explain this to everyone who asks. “Yes, I need to take some time off” “No, I don’t want to go.” “Yes, it’s going to suck. Thank you for pointing that out.”
I don’t know what’s going to happen to my job while I’m gone. Right now I have to force myself not to care. I don’t have any problems saying that I made this job what it is and I’m proud to have done it. I want to continue to do great things for this company, but I have to worry about Number One for the time being. I know there will still be a job waiting for me when I get back, but what job and in what capacity I don’t know. I suppose I should worry about that in October and for the moment just concentrate on getting better.
…but that would be FAR too logical, wouldn’t it?
Mood: Headin’ for Home