Halloween this year was kind of a bust and I think the li’l punkin’ was disappointed. We had three trick or treaters, leaving me with a punchbowl full of chocolate. From my lips to my hips, as they say.
This was Syd for school. She was supposed to be Mother Nature, with birds and butterflies in her hair and a vine up her leg. You can see that she ran out of time before the vine got leaves. Anybody recognize that as a quilting stencil?
Her original plan for school included this mask, until she found out that the only things they could not include in their school costumes were masks and weapons. So, she wore it last night to hand out candy to kids who never came.
Today is the last day that my old boss will be in the office. Lots of mixed feelings. We’ve already been heading in different directions; he to his new and exciting challenges, me to my new and exciting challenges. A distance has grown between us that is making this easier. At least it is for me. Yesterday, he used the results of the last project he assigned me. And, there was the usual thanks and you’re welcome.
This afternoon is his send off. I could do without that. adding alcohol to the mix is not going to add the spark to the farewell that I think the organizers believe it will.
They’re all treating me like this should be some kind of a big deal; a funeral almost. But, really, it’s just an awkward farewell. It’s hard to say goodbye for days and days as we transition to something new.
And, I’ve had more bosses than we can shake a stick at. I know this change. I’ve done it. Sometimes, it’s quick, like ripping off a band-aid. Sometimes, it’s slow and awkward. But, then it’s over and all the new gets into full swing and life goes on.
I’m already making a big impression on the new boss. That’s energizing. And, exciting. She gave the same assignment to me and to the person in my position for her old job. I’m done. She’s not started. Nah-nah.
Hmmm. That was childish.
Everybody have a great Friday. I started working on a new quilt top yesterday, taking the fabrics from a terrible kit that I bought and turning them into something I can like. There’s nothing really quite as challenging or fulfilling as taking someone else’s mistake and spinning it into gold.