So it's my last two days at NBC tower.. I've been walking into this building since 1998. It's bitter sweet.. there have been so many times I've told myself that I need a chance of scenery and it's finally going to happen and I'm freaked out about it. It's been comforting, taking the same ride in, parking in the same area, digging through my bag for my ID, same elevator button pushed and saying hello to the same people. Who knew I'd miss it so damn much. The odd thing is this dysfunctional place has somewhat become my home away from home. I've spent almost every waking hour here. Now as I transition my life to another state, I've found myself to become very sentimental about the smallest things here... right down to the clipboard I used to carry every showday.. I started this job not even thinking I'd last this long. And now I'm moving my family for this job.
I'm trying to be hopeful.. hoping to be hopeful.. but as I sit in my office staring out my window looking at the beautiful Chicago buildings.. I can't help but tear up... I hope that the friendships and bonds I've developed here will carry over to our next chapter.. my last two days have proven to be too emotional... I can't even think about what it will be like when I say goodbye to my family...
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