This is my last day here, and my ten-year anniversary at the site.

I’m so nervous about the whole change that I’m not sleeping well and my stomach is seriously revolting today.

My office is cleaned out and my truck is loaded up. As soon as the idiots who decided that they needed a last-minute site tour (after I’ve turned in my mileage expense report, of course, so they’re not going to get to see anything which requires my truck to get to), I’m going to run my boxes down to my new office and see if I can’t get a key. I like to start work at least an hour earlier than most of the office weenies do, and I can’t always go straight to the field.

I have very mixed emotions about this change. It’s huge and life-altering, but I know it’s a good thing overall. I’ve really enjoyed this job, but the people here have been such assholes lately that I’ve decided not to do that ongoing consulting work that they asked for. I do not need the money, and it’s so good to be able to say that. I just want to walk away from the rampant bureaucracy, although I know damn well that I’ll be walking right into another set. But hey, at least as a contractor, I won’t have to fight for budgets or deal with the Board. I can just do my job and submit my bills peacefully.

But still. Queasy tummy.