7 Days...

Until I start my mini-vacation to Vegas. Speaking of said city, we had an impromptu deparment meeting yesterday @ work when the subject of Vegas came up. My bosses boss says "Give me a percentage of you going to Vegas." My answer "95%". After all, he shouldn't be surprised - he had to physically console me 20 days ago when I got to work and was crying my eyes out. He's starting to sweat it already because he went from not hiring someone to replace me to hiring someone all of the sudden. Whatever he does after I leave is none of my concern, I'll have to focus 100% of my energy one getting established and getting my Nevada driver's license.

My bottom line is there's no point in me staying here. I'm satisfied that I've done all I can do here - my work is done. It's been almost 3 weeks since I did what I had to do - what my heart told me to do. And the following silence has been deafening. There's been no knock on my door, no vioce mail on either of my phones, and no text messages. And since my family's in Northeastern Ohio, which is economically **very** depressed-that's out. I still can't believe it's been 5+ years since my parents moved back there, I miss them a lot. But nonetheless, life goes on - but from now on it's moves forward in Las Vegas.