Endings, But Not Beginnings Just Yet

Tonight has seen me enter the limbo of having finished work, but not quite leaving the country just yet. I held up better than I had expected, although a tear may have escaped on the short drive home despite my best efforts. It was a shift containing most elements of what Hosford is about - eating more chocolate than can possibly be healthy, not managing to meet with residents I should really be meeting because they aren't in, asking someone to leave and then having to arrange a police 'escort' to get them out of the building, a fit of histrionics, a few tenancy offers and a fair amount of reading the news. And then reading it again. One thing I didn't realise I'd forgotten until just now, though - I did not play my ceremonial final game of pool. Oh well.

I'm really looking forward to tomorrow, which is my Official Leaving Work Piss Up. I'm trying to gather as many of the Hosford lot together as I can so we can install ourselves upstairs in the Errigle to watch the rugby all day in the company of pints and pies. Tomorrow is, after all, International Pi Day.

I really can't compute that I won't be at the staff meeting on Monday. Shit, just realised I also forgot to clear out my pigeon hole. Shit.

Other things of note:

• That one will come to a sticky end...