wombat_socho (wombat_socho) wrote,

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Planning ahead

I'm putting together a checklist of things I need to do before moving day next month, some of which need to be done sooner rather than later and relate to the job-hunting thing. For example, I didn't manage to get out last Thursday and get a copy of my St. Mary's transcript, which shows (in between all the Fs) that I actually got a fair amount of grounding in how to teach. I need to send off for that this week, once the bill from the Sheraton clears my account and I know for sure how much money I have in the bank.

I've also settled on a date to give notice - going to do it on the 20th, with my last day projected for August 3. This will give me enough time to schedule movers and cleaners before my projected departure date of August 13, and also allow me to manage the partial rollover of the Cardboard Box Fund from the Evil Banking Neighbor to Ameritrade. I don't think hanging around another week so that my last day will be on the 8th (making it an even eight years with the EBN) is really worth doing.

Somewhat related: a couple of my vile and treacherous friends here have expressed interest in throwing me a good-bye party. I honestly don't know what to think about that. It's a truism that the wombat clan takes criticism badly and praise even worse (because we wonder what else those who come bearing praise have in mind) and so things like farewell parties leave me confused and embarrassed*. I guess I'm okay with the concept, because I actually do like parties and it would be kind of nice to say goodbye to people in person as opposed to leaving a "GONE TO VIRGINIA, NOT MOVING BACK EVER - AND I MEAN IT THIS TIME" sign on my LJ - but having the occasion for the party be my imminent departure seems a bit weird and unsettling.

*I've actually had a couple of these before. The one before I shipped off to Basic was a surprise party and rather fun (if ultimately disappointing), the one celebrating my departure for Minnesota was riotous and nearly ended in divorce when I finally got home in the wee hours of the morning. Hopefully this one, if it comes off, will be somewhere in between those two extremes.
Tags: back in the day, drang nach osten
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