The other night I got to thinking about what my last day at work will be like in May. I'm just so stinking anxious for it to be here. I mean, nine months will go fast... but not fast enough! I was imagining what I would say at our last lunch together because I'm sure it will be quite a reflective time and Mollie or Bill or someone will make us go around and say things about one another. (I'm so bad at things like that and this group of colleagues loves to do it.) So, in preparation for that I think I might try to write a short little poem or something about each of my colleagues so that I don't have to think of something on the fly. And I really hope that Bill doesn't leave without saying goodbye the way he did to Katie. I could tell that her feelings were severely hurt when he did that and mine would be too. I feel like, especially now, that Bill and I understand each other better, so I don't think he would do that. Who knows, though...

I get overwhelmed thinking about trying to train someone for my position because a lot of what I'm doing is much more involved than what Katie trained me to do. Plus, there are a lot of new things that she didn't do than I'm doing. Katie trained me well and left me a good handbook to go by, so I'm already starting work on that. I wish it were one of those things where I could leave and never look back, but I would've died if Katie wouldn't have left me her phone number and told me I could call her anytime I had a question. And I did... for like, at least a month after I started. It was so nice to have that and I'll definitely do that for the girl who replaces me. (Though I'll be in England, so I'm not sure how that'll work out.) It's interesting to think of what the person will be like.

So I'm helping Bill edit this book that he's putting together. We're nearing the end of the process, but I'm so nervous about it. He basically gave me the chapters as he got them from the people who contributed them and I edited them and formatted them to the specifications that the publisher needs/wants. He's paying me to do it, but also is letting me do it while at work, because the publisher was going to charge $27.50 an hour to do it. I don't know how many hours I've put in, but it's been a lot--more than I thought it was going to take. So now I'm making the last changes. We're waiting on the foreword (from one of Bill's former professors) and he needs to give me words/topics to make an index (which I'm dreading... I hope it doesn't take too long) and then I'll do a final read-through. Literally what I print off and send is what will be made into a book, so that's kind of nerve-racking. He acknowledges me though with gratitude, and maybe (hopefully) I'll get a copy. That'd be kind of neat. I'll be glad when it's done though.

Well, until next time...