Today was a truly memorable day. Not because we woke up to 1½” of snow this morning, which is quite unusual for Sussex. No, today was my final day at work with my current employer.
It was no surprise, in fact the company has been in quite possibly the longest close down in history. For just over four years I have waited for this day to come.
There are so many emotions, fears and hopes, but financially I don’t have to worry about how I am going to pay the mortgage for a few months, and whilst the employment situation doesn’t look good in the short-term, I am sure something will turn up in time.
In the meantime it should hopefully give me more free time to work on my family history between job interviews and filling in application forms (and the list of jobs that needs doing around the home).
In these last seven years my job has changed so much. I have made many friends and learnt a lot from them. I have so many happy memories of the time spent there and the laughs that we shared. Of course those people haven’t gone, just that they will no longer be part of my everyday life.
People used to laughingly say that I would be the one switching out the lights and locking the door, and today as myself and my two remaining colleagues made a final walk through the empty building closing the doors and switching out the lights, they were proved correct.
These last few weeks have been hard work both physically and emotionally, but even when things didn’t go according to plan we still found it possible to laugh and smile. Something which I am never going to be able to forget.
I feel an immense sense of pride for what we achieved, how we worked together and made things happen in sometimes difficult circumstances.
Now the doors are closed we can move on.