Ah! Ah! My last day on 4-midnight. I am deeply conflicted, both because I don't know how I'll like another shift, and I adapt poorly to change. Or let's say, I hate change, but I seem to get over it fast. I don't feel like I'll be sad and miserable at work, but it wont be the same and that's the bad part. I am praying that I do like my new shift, but my skepticism is un-budge-able.
It's nice out and I'm not doing much- looking at my knitting pile. Only a little more pathetic than my sewing pile.
God I need to get a life.