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Good Morning and Goodbye Work



Today is my last day at my job. Rusty has been driving me crazy since January 2016 wanting me to retire NOW NOW NOW, but he patiently waited while I tried to finish up everything I wanted to accomplish and to pad my retirement pension with what I call the "Carlo fund". That's so I can buy whatever I want for our grandson without Rusty going "do you really need to buy that". The answer, my dear husband, is no I don't but I WANT to - so now I can. Unfortunately, I didn't finish a couple of things I wanted to at work so I'm leaving a bit of a mess and I can hear them cursing my name as they work on it. Ah, well, that's how it goes. The last one to leave the job gets the blame for everything that goes wrong until someone else leaves.

I can't believe I've worked at UCLA for over 31 years and that I have been working steadily since I was 15. I figured I've spent more time with the people at work than I have with my own family. I'm going to miss the people I've worked with but not the drama or the politics. No more on call 24/7, no more feeling like all the hard work we do isn't even appreciated. I have always said, if you're good at IT no one knows it because things run smoothly. They don't see everything that goes on behind the scenes to make that happen so it's a bit of a thankless job. But as I sit here this morning, instead of logging in at work to see what's going on, I'm doing what I want. Today is my last day at work. Do you hear me world?  TODAY IS MY LAST DAY!

And as Rusty said yesterday, we have this beautiful new home that can take us anywhere we want to go on the continent. Visit friends, family and find our bit of heaven on earth. This morning, as I look out at the Pacific Ocean, I hear the Red Hot Chili Peppers in my head:

Road trippin' with my two favorite allies
Fully loaded we've got snacks and supplies
It's time to leave this town it's time to steal away
Let's go get lost anywhere in the U.S.A.
Let's go get lost, let's go get lost

Well, I have to admit, we don't really have a lot of food yet, but that's only because we haven't hit the grocery store and stocked up. Since we had to clear everything out of the house including the fridge, and we only had a small cooler to store the perishables, we're a bit light in that department. But a trip to the grocery store will remedy that. And since we're in Malibu right now, there are oodles of wonderful restaurants within quick proximity which has been good since I drove in to work yesterday from the RV.

xoxo
Julie


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  1. Good blogs, both of you. I can remember being very happy in Paul's Chinook at a park on the road from Miami to Key West, riding bikes, etc. All you need is love!

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  2. Looking forward to following you guys on your adventures!!!

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