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COVID in Croatia - Tuesday, Jul. 26, 2022
Friday, May. 06, 2022 @ 10:00 pm
The Time In-between Jobs
It hasn’t set in yet, despite handing over my laptop and swipe card.
Nine years. I’ll never know what was to be in the 10-year gift bag.
Did I give up? Or am I being brave?
Either way, I’ve made a bold statement. I’ve put myself first.
The process of leaving has been exhausting. I had a fantasy of what would happen when I resigned, and the reality was far removed from my expectations. Ensuring my projects were going to be taken care of, while still dealing with incoming emails and requests. And then a dozen, two dozen, coffee chats and lunches.
What has become abundantly clear is that I am loved. I have many allies here, and I’ve made an impression. I’m proud of that. I quietly form connections and listen and coach and encourage. I am diligent and do my job well. I like who I am. I like how people think of me.
This gives me confidence going into my new role.
I’m still anxious. Am I just habitually anxious?
After dropping off my laptop at the office, I cycled home and washed the car and the van by hand. There is real French champagne in the fridge, a birthday gift from my sister, and I spent the evening scrubbing moss out of cracks.
Towards the end of my car washing session, I paused to swig beer and look at my phone. The sun setting and a breeze picking up, the ocean air moving through the neighbourhood, brisk and fresh. Mid-day, I’d messaged the company president an explanation and a note of gratitude. I’d heard that he’d heard of my departure. There, on my phone, as I stood there with one hand on my lower back, and a rag in a bucket at my feet, I see that there is an email from him in my inbox.
I can’t bear to open it. I’m sure that it will be a nice message, and yet I let it sit there unread.
This morning, instead of rushing to work, I pulled on my swimsuit and went down to the beach. Every morning, a group of women go into the ocean at 8:30am. No wetsuits. The ocean a chilly 9 degrees. I hear them laughing and talking every morning. Today was my day to join.
Approaching the group was intimidating, but I stuck with my plan. Boldly walked up and flashed my giant smile and said hello. Untied my robe and walked into the ocean. No big deal. I talked with the women and laughed and felt included.
After tidying up from car washing, I sit in my living room with a cocktail and the sunset. I pick up my phone. I open his email.
Hi Shannon! I actually think this is a good call. Kind of like travelling which I have never regretted spending money on ever. You will gain a new experience with lot of responsibility so why not? You can always come back to Urban later. Worked out pretty well for S___ and J____. My disappointment is that we are losing an exceptional person and a stellar technologist. But life is short, and I 100% support what you’re doing and wouldn’t have any regrets. My only request is we get together for a cup of coffee or tea sometime after you get established at the City.