The Final Week

Today marks the start of the end for me at TR. I work today through next Thursday, then I'm done. I gave my two weeks notice last weekend. I know it's a financially irresponsible move, especially in this economy, but it's a choice I've made.

My time at TR has been a rollercoaster, to be sure. And rather than keep riding, I think it's time to try a different ride. If only life were just one big amusement park. Huh. If my life were transposed into Disneyland, TR would be like Big Thunder Mountain Railroad. Lots of twists and turns and ups and downs. It goes fast, then slow, then fast again. Through the dark, through the sunshine, through the shadows. You get to see all sorts of new things and people. And at the end of the ride, the people that welcomed you with a smile show you the way out, still with a smile. And as you walk away from Big Thunder Mountain Railroad, your legs are a little jelly-like, your breath still isn't back to normal, but you're glad you went on the ride, regardless of how the rest of the day goes.

Enough with the metaphors. Thanks to all who supported me during my time at TR. Thanks for coming to dine, to wave hello, or to simply say, "I went there."

Thanks. Here goes nothing.

-K.