Things I Won't Miss

When you leave a job under good terms, there is a sense of regret and nostalgia.  At the same time, there are some things that I am gladly leaving behind.  Here's a few.

• My pump.  I have to pump twice while I am at work so that David can eat.  I hate every second of it.  But I love him and I loved Ainsley before him.  But I am so glad to not have to pump on a daily basis.  It can now be reserved for date nights and fun occasions.
• Shoe rules.  My company has rules about shoes.  Yes.  Rules about SHOES!  If it's open toes, it has to have a heel strap.  If it's closed toed it doesn't need one.  Bizarre and annoying when shoe shopping.  
• My alarm going off way too early.  Right now, it's set to go off at 6:02.  I know people get up earlier than that.  I also know that I have a baby that gets up at least twice at night.  Even just the 30 minutes later it will be to wake Ryan up will be a blessing.
• Company politics.  Every company has issues.  This one is no different.  
• Hardware calls.  I am a computer programmer.  That's a completely different skill than help desk.  But I have also been the only IT person at my company for 6 years.  That means I get the calls about printers and viruses.  And friends and family - I cannot fix your computer over the phone.  Google your problem.  That's all I do.
• Being on call all the time.  I have had work emails on my phone for over 4 years.  I deleted my work email from my phone the day I put my resignation in.  So freeing

So that's just the start of my list.  I'm sure it will grow as I spend time at home and remember things from my past life.

Hands

There is something about hands.  They are so distinct.  I feel like if you know someone, you know their hands.  You know the length of their fingers.  You know how they keep their nails.  You can picture them in your head. 

The other day we were at lunch with Ryan's family.  Ainsley was fascinated with Great Grandma's hands.  It was like she was memorizing them.  Maybe Ainsley knows deep down that Great Grandma, who is 91, won't be with us forever.  Maybe she was taking that mental snapshot. 

 
Or maybe she was just being a 2 year old interested in why Great Grandma's hands have so many wrinkles and bumps. 

Either way, the snap shot is not only here now, but it's in my head.  It will stay there forever because I love both of these people that belong to these hands.