Today was sweet, not sad. My now former boss was warm, gracious, and told me that the doors are always open and we will stay in touch. I will be invited back for the groundbreaking on the flagship project (whenever the hell that happens), etc. There was a lot of hugging and kind words exchanged all around. Meanwhile, my former co-worker at my new employer is happy that I'm joining them, and says I'm just what the land department needs. I think he's right.
I'm not regretting leaving the job - it really wasn't my forte, and my true skill set wasn't getting used much. My (former) boss kept telling me how I'd learned how great I am, and how I can do anything - and I laughed. Seriously, that has been the curse of my working life - whatever it is, I can master it. I hope that doesn't sound like bragging. It's more like being a really highly skilled janitor, no matter how massive the overflowing toilet, I am the one sent to wade in and fix it all. I may hate it like the fires of hell, but I can do it, and of course if you can do it, you get more, and more, and more shit. I think I'm old enough and secure enough to know that there is no benefit in mastering new skills that suck your soul dry. So I laughed at this praise and said, yeah, it's the bane of my existence. He got it.
I honestly did enjoy a lot of my crazy ass time at that job; I learned about an area of real estate funding I'd have been content to never know existed, and hope to forget in time to let the brain damage it caused heal.
I really will miss the people very much, and we will stay in touch. Loved the people, hated that corner of the business. I'm excited to be moving on, and I really think this will be a win-win of moving on to positive people and work I enjoy. The only downside is the commute, but I prefer to see it as peaceful audiobook listening time.
And tomorrow! Tomorrow, I'M GOING TO DISNEY WORLD!! For the First Time in Forever.