Knees! (And Shit Gets Real)
Look, people! Those are my pasty, bare knees! Sixty degrees feels downright tropical, so some coworkers and I ducked out over lunch to drink frozen pomegranate margs in the sunshine. It’s finally spring in Minnesota. And after spring comes summer. And at the end of summer we’re moving. Eek! It’s real.
Even more real than the changing weather? This week, hubs let his work know that he’s leaving.
Circumstances beyond his control landed him in a meeting during which his boss proposed a complete restructuring of the restaurant. As a promotion was proposed, hubs felt he had no other choice than to be honest and forthcoming about his decision to move. The organization was shocked and stunned, but thankful for the notice. It will be hard to replace him. He will work through the summer, leaving for good at the end of July.
When he told me I panicked. This is really happening.
He’s so excited.
I’m so nervous.