I've never written a two weeks notice before. I've been fired, and left jobs because it was assumed it was only for the summer/school year, but never actually quit. But I just finished writing a two weeks notice e-mail and sent it to my supervisor at the staffing agency I substitute teach through.
I haven't actually met her, so how she takes the e-mail doesn't really bother me. But what's got my tummy in a twist is the fact that this just got real. I keep putting the consequences of this trip out of my mind, why worry over things for a day more than you need to, but when I do something like this that June 4th flight just sorta looms and I can't help but cower a little bit. I don't regret going, not at all, but that doesn't mean I'm butterfly free. (Speaking of which, I made one out of play dough for my kids today! And a dragon, to which one kid immediately snagged to play will until the head fell off)
Reflection
9 years ago
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