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I'm sad today.

The last seven weeks have really been wonderful here at the ad agency.  I learned so much and people were so genuinely kind, open and appreciative.  I ended up working with a supervisor I really enjoyed working beside.  And the open space work style was fine.  You really get to know about others.  Work becomes very intimate fast.  I got used to it.  It really trimmed away at the send of hierarchy and overbearing structure.  Well-harnessed it could be a powerful differentiator for organizations and could result in more nimble organizations and better cross-pollination.

It does require significant energy for atomic particles to jump from one atom to another, so it makes sense that I'd feel some heaviness about the impending transition.  I guess the thing to do is to be gentle and allow myself to say goodbye well here.  I've already created a training guide for the next person to step into the role I'm leaving.  Today, I'm spending time organizing the desk so it's a really welcoming and helpful space for the new person to land.

And this Sunday, I'm walking in Central Park as captain of our AIDS Walk team.  It's a nice capstone project (extracurricular) to close my work with them, and then I work a few days next week with them to close out.  And say goodbye.

I'll most miss the streaming light coming in the office in the morning with breakfast.  I'll also miss working with the L&D team and the great work of helping to shape the culture and ether of learning here.  There's such hunger from the top down for good people development and it seems, soon, resources will be allocated to help that get activated.  It'll be a wild ride.  So I'll miss that.

I'm very excited to be full-time staff.  And it'll be exciting to work with people who are welcoming me with open arms.  I just feel so prepared for.  I have all my new employee paperwork and that's all filled out.  I'm excited for new employee orientation to see what that's like.  And I'm so curious about the culture and what that will be like.  What will the day to day with the team be like?

Adventures to come.  Happy Hunting and Work Well.

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