Here I am. I've never been here before.

I have never quit a job while having another one waiting. Every other time I have quit, my future has been left to chance and hope and fate.

My palms are tingly and I have butterflies in my stomach.

I have no idea what to anticipate today, except for root beer floats (in the break room at my behest) and probably busy lanes all day, especially since my employer decided they were going to do a Black Friday in July sale today and tomorrow. O.O

I hope I don't cry.

The last two times I left a job, I cried. The call center was because the supervisor to whom I gave my notice was very understanding and sympathetic and told me that she didn't blame me at all (she's GREAT at her job, eh?). I cried when I left my AM position at my previous retail establishment, but they were tears of relief: the tears were flowing strongly, but there was no gasping for air and I was able to talk. It was surreal. It was almost like "it's really over. I don't have to do this ever again."

I have intended to write out notes to the friends I've made over the last eight months, but I have not done them yet. (I have less than five hours to complete them and everything else on my list.)

I have a laundry list of things I need to remember to take with me today for surrender. (Really it's just four things, but it seems like a lot.)

What a rambling list of randomness, but it is quite appropriate because my mind is all over the place right now. It's here, it's five hours from now, it's twelve hours from now, it's on tomorrow, it's on next week, next weekend, it's on the 22nd, the 30th, and three months from now. (This is why I make lists.)

Here I am. I've never been here before. And I am so excited to see where I'm going.