exit...stage left

yesterday i finally served out a 2 month notice after my resignation. those two months were the longest of my life.  as the days counted down and the remaining days reached single figures i got a slew of the usual questions,
1. are u nervous?
2. do u want to change your mind? (if i did, i think it shows indecision and i would have got screwed for that)
3. so, how does it feel?
4. (random ppl asking me what i'm doing next, just for the sake of asking)
so on and on and on.

in this post i want to chronicle my 'feelings' on the last day

so i was in office a whole hour ahead of schedule. mostly because i wanted to ensure that none of my crops on farmville withered away.  so after the harvest, i plowed the land and planted something else (i think it was corn) i started my exit formalities. the exit form is the document that we all want to see one day obtain those 8-10 signatures that make your exit.

signature 1 was from the communication gym (thats where words go to work out :-) , my first task was to locate it, so once that was done i got the first signature, 1 down 9 to go.  signs 2-8 went of smooth. then i reached the grouchy elf at the finance desk.  he punched in some numbers on his computer and pulled up all the holidays i've taken since i joined the firm and then he fancy calculation later he signed the paper no questions asked. i surrendered my ID and then it was done. no longer in the shackles of employment, no longer a corporate drone (i'll probably end up being one in a few wks, but as of this moment i'm not). a sense of relief and a strange sense of accomplishment.

truth to be told i felt nothing, except the sense of excitement that i had nothing to do the next day. nothing fixed to do, no one to bother me. and that feeling overpowers anything else.

so at this point i'm looking to start anew, leave this behind and start afresh. i know i don't start on a blank slate, but i can start on a slate that i know and a slate that i'll modify over the next few days in whatever was i can.