It was such a strange day today. Not at all as I’d expected for my last working day of corporate life. Lockdown and remote working have changed the dynamic of these things so much that days like today just don’t seem real somehow.
It wasn’t a hugely busy day.
My PA had cleared my diary of just about all but the team goodbye meetings, which I did remotely via Zoom. It was a day of thanks, remembrances and generosity of spirit.
And sadness.
I can’t quite get my head around the fact that from tomorrow I don’t need to worry about work budgets, people development, recruitment, resourcing, major incidents, steering committees, security boards, global forums, projects and a hundred other things that have previously consumed my waking hours.
I just need to breathe. Maybe have a leisurely breakfast. Maybe not get dressed until I feel like it.
I can focus on the planning and packing for our croft move.
It’s the beginning of the real adventure.
It feels unreal.
Ravencroft Skye 