5 years of Mondays
The final countdown has begun. My last week at work. After 5 years of Mondays at this job, this one will be my last. It’s surreal.
My coworkers have been so kind and creative. The goodbye piñata was particularly awesome. My replacement will be great.
I’m ready to move on but don’t feel the need to escape anything. I love my job and have a boss that values me. I work at an organization that makes a difference in the world for good. I’m surrounded by a diverse group of smart, globally focused people. Through my job I’ve made friends, even if just over email, with people all over Latin America and I’ve often been humbled by their dedication to improving their countries, often at personal sacrifice.
Of course, there have been moments when all I could do is roll my eyes at some of the office drama. And was frustrated when I got sucked into it myself. But that happens everywhere and certainly won’t end with this job.
I started this job too young to rent a car without a special fee and ended feeling like I was a professional. It wasn’t my first job, but the first place I felt like I was working toward a career.
It’s going to be strange leaving on Friday. Turning in my key card, taking home the trinkets my coworkers have given me from around the globe, finding an adoptive home for my plant and space heater.
I’m leaving this organization even more committed to the mission than when I began – which I think says a lot in this town full of jaded people. Not necessarily more idealistic, but more practical, more skeptical, and more hopeful than ever.
Democracy is finding proximate solutions to insoluble problems.Reinhold Niebuhr
So, two cheers for Democracy: one because it admits variety and two because it permits criticism.E. M. Forster