limbo

We seem to have lost two posts in the latest Typepad storm, including Mr McMuffin's letter to Santa. I hope Santa managed to read it before it disappeared, or we're going to have a disappointed man on Christmas Day.

I'm feeling a little bit in limbo myself. I woke this morning thinking about all the things I needed to get done over the weekend and then realised that the distinction wasn't going to be that important any more-yesterday was my last day at work for months. I think I'd been in denial about the whole stopping work thing, but the beautiful flowers I got from my new and old teams to celebrate getting rid of me were a bit of a reminder. I'm sure I'm no different from anyone else, feeling ambivalent about the changes ahead, but there's no ambivalence about how grateful I am to be even having these feelings.