The great escape... not

Well surprisingly no tears today. My last day at work.

Ok a couple of welling ups going on, but I thought I did well considering I was a nervous wreck as I sat on my bed first thing this morning looking like someone had stolen my last wage packet. Which actually will be what will happen shortly in a round about way... no more wage packets.
Really did not want to go to work for my last day, but just wanted to crawl back into my bed and wake up next Spring. Sleeping is my way of coping with things I don't like, but isn't a very good way really as sadly the problems are still there when you wake up.
The fact is was bloody freezing in my bedroom helped me to snap out of my daze, get a shift on and get dressed for work just to keep warm.
Considering this time last year my hot sweats had me sleeping with all my windows open, even when there was snow on the ground with very little on my bed and I was still like a furnace and here I am shivering, what a difference a year makes.
I think the heat from the oxygen concentrator gives the thermostat on the wall in the hallway , which is where the concentrator is banished to, the wrong readings. It thinks the rest of the bungalow is fine, because as soon as I get up and open all the doors for the heat to disperse, the radiators come on and heat floods through. Mmm a few minor adjustments like banishing the concentrator further away, this time into the living room maybe and my winter quilt back on as a last resort and I think things could be quite toasty. Only problem is I'm frightened of having my doors left open though as they are fire doors. Fire and oxygen tubes attached to your face... Mmm scary, so a bit of a conundrum going on in my head.

Work was a doddle though as hardly any staff in, which for once in my working life was handy and lots of students with problems, so not a lot of time to worry myself about leaving. Just felt like another day, which is what I wanted. I kept trying to pretend that I was just going off on holiday and not retiring at all.
I brought flowers for my Sam and a thank you card. Sam and her youngest daughter brought me a plant in a rather snazzy container and a card with really moving personal words in it bless her.
I brought posh chocolates for the department and a deepest sympathy card as they will be losing me after all!!! God I reckon they will think they have gone deaf for the first couple of weeks of me being gone!
All went well till 2.00pm when a whole team came back early and they starting realising that I would be sneaking off today and not next Friday as everyone was told. Luckily Sam and myself were unadated with students so we kept our heads down and at 2.30pm we shot out the door together into the sunshine like Bonnie and Clyde!
I give my line manager her due as she took over the desk so I could make my escape and for that I will always thank her. I drove home feeling like a weight had been taken from my shoulders. I have loved working there and will miss it dreadfully, but I have another adventure to go on now... mind you with this adventure I get to have a lie in... bonus!

Lots of love Debbie x