Today was my last day at the office, for a month at least. It was a denouement, an easing into the next phase of my life. I had a cancelation, moved a patient around, arrived late after getting compulsive about cleaning and organizing at the house, said goodbye and good luck to a few people. I left my office piled with charts and in great disorder, not like me before I leave for a few weeks, perhaps not wanting to acknowledge that I am leaving.
I had my favorite 'Light and Fluffy with yoghurt, hold the sugar' smoothie for lunch, saw Stephanie for my last pilates session for the next few months, did some paperwork and then finished the day with a Bikram Yoga class.
i was overwhelmed with choices when I got home. Where to start? What to finish? This was my last day to pack, and I had to complete what I started. There was too much to do. I showered, I ate dinner (or whatever I could find int eh fridge, having bought nothing for the past few weeks!). I started watering the lawn (my new sod is failing without water), and visited Emily to leave some work clothes in the guest room closet for when I return to work next month. I then tackled the computer room by moving everything on the desk to my room. Finally I had no choice but to work. I turned the Olympics on for background noise (actually it was distracting more often than not. How did I know that I was interested in biking and archery and volleyball and diving and swimming etc) and systematically poured through papers and clothes and an inordinate number of 'things'' that I had no idea what to do with. I wanted to get rid of far more than I did, but I got through everything by about 2 in the morning. I heard the same Olympics coverage three or four times during the process. I repacked for Europe and for Ecuador.I waited to call Delta to change my morning flight, and in the end there was no time to sleep or rest or think. I did what I had to do.
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