It wasn't until quite a bit after I had picked out this outfit to wear on my last day of work that I realized that it was the exact same outfit that I wore on my very first day of work. Maybe it's a little cheesy, but I like it when even the little things come full circle. That first day is still so clear in my memory - my husband and I had flown into San Francisco from our honeymoon the night before. Our stuff hadn't arrived from Texas yet, so we had to spend the night in a hotel. In the morning, my husband walked me to work (but not before we hit up the excellent hotel breakfast buffet). I remember walking into the office on the first day feeling so confident in this outfit - despite the fact that I was jet-lagged and crashing into reality after a wonderful honeymoon, I at least had my new clothes to keep me upbeat. Having graduated from college only a few months before, business casual was still a new, exciting, relatively unexplored dress code. My mom bought me this skirt as a part of my "professional world" work wardrobe, and I couldn't wait to wear it. These shoes were new too (now they're on their last legs) and by the time I was walking home to our apartment after work that evening, I was hobbling - turns out walking blocks and blocks and blocks in heels you've never worn before is a great way to tear up your feet. Lesson learned - in San Francisco, flats are essential for your commute!
I am so excited for the adventures ahead of me, but today, on my last day at Bank of America, it's hard not to reflect on all the wonderful blessings these past two years have brought into my life. While I've learned plenty of valuable things from the job, the aspect of working at BofA that I'll miss above all things is my co-workers. To Troy and Paul - thank you for making work such a fun (and funny) experience. Being able to share all of our work experiences, from the validating to the frustrating, and to become such close friends in the process is what has made me happy to walk into the office every morning (and you'd better be happy that you finally got a shoutout by name!). To Jeannette - one of my most loyal readers and such an incredibly loyal friend - thank you so much for being my teacher, then my workout buddy, then my friend. And to Chris and Vu - my very first and very best friends in San Francisco. The thought that I won't get to plan lunches every day with the two of you is enough in and of itself to make me cry. Thank you for letting me be the goofiest version of myself at work, and for being your goofiest selves right along with me. Goodbyes often feel so final, but the wonderful thing about this transition is the fact that I will still get to see all of you. And lastly, a million thanks go to my parents, my siblings, my husband, and all of you who took the time to send along your best wishes at this exciting time in my life. It means so much to me to be surrounded by such genuine, supportive people. Thank you, I'm sending so much love to you all, and have a fantastic weekend!