Today is the last day at my job. The job I got straight out of college 5+ years ago. Although I’m not at all sad to leave the unstable job security and some of the tedius contract tasks – I am sad to be leaving that part of my life behind. This job has seen me through settling into my relationship with MrZ, marrying him, trying to make babies with him (well, they didn’t actually see me through that part…heh) and the pregnancy and birth of NikkiZ. There are several important times and memories in my life that this job, this office, these people – will always be a part of. And it’s just plain weird to leave that behind.
But more than that – I’m leaving the field I went to college for. My professional geography degree and skills mean nothing to the next company I’ll be working for. Where I’m a little sad because I love working with maps and geographic data, I’m also thrilled to not be looking at air photos on a computer monitor anymore. I have had more eye-strain in this field than I ever predicted. That eye-strain created hell-headaches that will hopefully stay behind in my empty office.
One of my supervisors/company-owners (after-five-years-I-still-don’t-know-his-titlle) is taking me out to lunch today. He’s what I’m going to miss the most about this job. I feel very invested in his life. He has three kids, all around my age – I’ll miss hearing what they’re up to, what his grandkids are doing, who is traveling where. I’ll miss hearing about his son’s career (he’s got a cool job) and his wife’s charity work (she’s bone-marrow-transplant/cancer survivor). I’ll miss hearing about his dog and her agility training. I’ll just miss talking to him. He has a lot of the same background as my dad – the military, the engineering, the traveling – so talking to him always made me feel wistful that my own dad was so close.
But mainly I’ll miss his influence. The way he talks about his wife, whether it’s her mundane tasks she has to do for that day or her cancer survival stories, he always speaks to her and about her in a way that you can just feel his love and admiration for her. I know it’s impossible for me to ever hear my husband talk about me without me around, but if he projects even one-fifth of the love my boss does for his wife, I’ll consider myself a lucky woman. I don’t know them personally, I’ve not interacted with them socially, but somehow he and his wife have become a model of marriage for me, and that part will not stay behind when I leave today. It will stay with me forever, I hope.
So – Farewell Kim the GIS Specialist/Analyst. And Hello Zoot the Perpetual Blog Geek.